Mother’s Day

To my Godmother, I’ve been trying not to think about you all day but somehow your memory is sealed deeply into my soul. And it keeps reappearing each time I try so hard to forget. If I’ve learned one thing from the past 17 years is to stop regretting everything I never had the chance…

The Void

This is a background story from the novel I’ve been working on. Silence ruled the house as tiny feet approached the forbidden bedroom. The door opened and the little girl rushed inside to open the forbidden drawer. Through pictures, she searched for memories she wished to recall. She was too young to absorb what happened,…