“Bright sunny days weren’t meant for little Georgie. All she could do was wait. Wait until the sweet, pleasant petrichor struck her mind...

Once came a lady oh so lovely in a casket. They polished her and dolled her up for the evening’s long affair. Many came, a few cried, and...

Two. There are two reasons for this foreboding. One for each year that you have spent living. Me? Not so. May you never look like me. My...