Their lives don’t matter. Their cries fall on deaf ears. They can’t breathe. They suffocate. They die. Their lives don’t matter. But that’s not true. Their lives do matter. That’s why we protest. That’s why we march. Enough is enough. It’s time for change. It’s time for action. It’s time for justice. It’s time to …
It Doesn’t Matter
“Admit it, Jesse.” He looked at her blankly. “Admit what?” “Admit that you’re jealous.” “You think I’m jealous of you because of your promotion?” “No, silly. I know you don’t have a problem with a woman being your boss like some of the guys do.” “Then what am I jealous of?” “I saw the way …
News of a Wedding/Span #writephoto
Although my gaze was fixed upon the water as it rushed forth as if it were late for an appointment, my heart was otherwise engaged in a very distressing matter--a matter which has placed my very constitution for happiness in grave danger. The whispers of the impending nuptials between George Allerton, my employer and the …
A Misunderstanding
“Is your uncle at home?” Ashley asked casually as they walked the grounds on a beautiful, sunny spring afternoon. She was wearing a denim jacket because it was still a bit cool. They were at Eastwell Manor where Bradley was staying with his uncle until he found his own flat. It was a magnificent place …
Notes to Women 