Blades of grass whipped around the solemn ceremony with ease, the blustery winds not towing the line for anyone.
The sunlight came through the spaces between the leaves above our heads while fresh air filled our lungs.
Vernon Seymour watched Tillsonburg, Ontario shrink in his rear-view mirror.
The summer I turned ten was filled with church bells and local choirs singing the town’s sorrows.
Tom has been waking up the last few days with a sense of dread.
I keep my umbilical cord in a box
This is the classroom that doesn’t have windows
In the small town of Hamnia, a healthy baby girl named Melissa was born to proud parents, Mr. and Mrs. Denver Campus.
“What are you waiting for?”