I hear in your voice

…the emotions and memories of each of your last 29 years. And though your voice broke a long time ago, I still hear you before. […]

I remember the first time

…my mother told me she loved me. It was at the end of a dutiful telephone conversation across continents, as unexpected as it was terrifying. […]

In a timeless darkness

…in the middle of nowhere. Amidst 20 bunk beds and twice as many sleeping bodies. Look at you now, covered habitually from head to toe […]