Fleeting Life

Story. I remember one of the lessons I learned about the human heart. I remember when I learned that love didn't obey rules and regulations. One form of love, anyway. We met and it was instantaneous. The draw, the attraction, the connection. Neither of us were models of perfection when it came to the human …

A Pearl

I knew him long ago, and upon seeing him again after the passage of time, I saw him as he was, without filters - without the preconceived notions that I'd developed during the abusive childhood and teen-aged seasons of my life. I loved him as half-woman, half-child, barely grown-up, When men were typically mistrusted. And …