This time you’re not going to get your hopes up. You’ve been through this so many times before, and you already know what to expect. You ...

Our lives seem so infinite as we live them. Then, before we know it, we’re running down the dark hallway. The doors are all locked, and t...

There is no Eiffel tower here. No stone crafted castles, no hand painted temples. There are no late night conversations with strangers. N...

Stolen The words from my fingertips Pressed to dry between pages Dehydrated of their power Fragile and weightless My fingers, hover defea...