a fleeting ripple

It’s late morning, but you wouldn’t have guessed it by looking at the sky. A steely grey, heavy with rain. It has been raining for days,...

The arrival of fall is marked by raindrops on the windows and yellow leaves on the streets. It’s a beautiful sight. Those weathered brown...

The conversations nearest to you come clean through the whispers of the songs in your earphones. They’re catching up after the summer....