Undo Me

Unmake the scars that I bear. Those lingering memories of rejection. Unmake me. Undo the tears, the crying done in my father’s arms, the restless nights, the isolation and the fear. Strip me bare and unmake into a babe unmarked by life. Erase my name, forget my face and undo the scars that make me […]

Vol. VIII

    I went into my Uncles’ old room. Everything was covered in sheets. The golden afternoon light filtered through the blinds. I went to the closet and opened the door. There was a cardboard box. I opened it up and saw an old lunch pail, some pens, a hammer and a few books on bird watching. […]