By Viviane Simōes You look at yourself in the mirror and you don’t recognize the face you see. You are happy. “Hey, it’s been a while”, you think. And you look at the summer reddish dress on the bed; the dress you chose last night to wear today. You take a breath, it’s an excitement … Continue reading Alive
Alive
By Steve Grogan I twisted my fate left and right. I couldn’t think. My hands were weak. They couldn’t hold a pen. I knew no words anyway. I saw the pictures of the metal men rusted by the rain, and I read literature ruined by the criticism. It’s 4:30, and the walls are open. I’m … Continue reading Alive
