That was the only lesson she ever needed to learn.

Just like too much sun wilts the fern,

How the charred embers burn,

And in order to move forward each page must turn.

It was carved in the stars that the broken girl would heal and return....

I’m calm accepting the fact that I am going to die any day now. I’ve been alone on this island for 105 days. I’ve been living off of bugs, coconuts, crabs, fish and the occasional rain water. My charter plane go to caught into a storm 105 days ago, my friend, Jerry, was with me too. I don’t remember much, but I do remember floating on top of the guts of my prized possession and swimming to this is...

The air is still and too thick to breathe.

The man sits hunched over a splintered stool in an emptied kitchen home to a flickering lamp,

His eyes trace the scuffs along the floorboards as he recalls their story.

He does not want to remember.

He does not want to forget.

The clouds of laughter that billowed through the now emptied and barren hallways,

The way she dragged the burgundy couc...