A Grandparent is Like a Farmer

A Grandparent is Like a Farmer

A farmer trudges through the field with his muck boots squishing in puddles left by an early spring rain. He grips an old hoe in his right hand, and a pouch heavy with seeds is slung over his opposite shoulder. Every movement he makes is intentional. First, he stoops...
Abandoned Legacies

Abandoned Legacies

Was I dreaming? I floated somewhere between a dream state and the reality of a new dawn, wandering through the living room of an abandoned mansion. A shaft of sunlight sneaking through a broken window was dispersed by particles of dust. It offered little illumination,...