“Hello honey bunny,” Dan sings, waltzing through the front door. Thrumbing. His smile the brightest. Through the tears, I watch as the video plays through. Dan alive. Dan full of life.

Excited giggles fill my ears. Dan makes his way to the kitchen, passing the camera with a wink. It’s a mess. Different desserts in various states of prep scattered the counters. Surveying the raw cookie dough and s...

There isn’t much to say about the face that I love, other than it makes me smile when I see it. The fleshy peached cheeks draw my hands to it, simply to cup it and smother it in adoration. The dark beard and receding hairline give it framing lines, that my hands run through every chance they get. The scruff is never too much, always clean. The eyelashes are long; the nose is pointed; the lips peti...

The moody sky cried

The river flowed wide

The bridge to cross was slippery.

The wind blew through the house.

It was as quiet as a mouse—

I was awaiting a special delivery.

A fiery ball of fluff

Came hurrying inside with a huff

Just as a beamy blue spark crossed the sky.

Inside I sat

With a cold wet cat

Patting his ginger fur dry.

The air grew cooler,

As the sky fooled her

Thinking the sun woul...