Debra sat on a polished granite headstone. She leaned her elbows on her knees and stared at the pile of red roses resting on that mound of earth. They’d shrivelled and rotted. Clumps of mud were dangerously close to staining the white laces that dangled from her runners. The wind whispered her secret as it…

It was easy in the summer. I’d see the slightest ray of amber light and realize, “There it is — the crack of dawn.” These days, that aperture is invisible, and I keep getting fooled into thinking it’s still nighttime. I like to start my days before anyone else does. There’s solace in looking out…

I was travelling through Kansas on business. Have you ever been to one of those sleepy mid-west towns? You know — the ones where everyone knows everybody? It was late and I was in Hays City, dining in the only open restaurant I could find… eating cold fries. A floral aroma of urinal mints wrestled…

Changing colours and falling leaves; only nature and desperate young men repeat themselves in their predictability. Corralled by a memory captured in an alluring scent, he twisted his head to see who had passed his table. All he witnessed were wisps of blond hair and flashes of her black dress. Those golden locks waved through…

It’s not at all what spring should have looked like. A blinding snow squall greeted him as he stepped off the city bus and onto the paved trail of that park. It was blustery and cold. He shielded his eyes as he peered into the whiteness — seeking his bench. Hordes of tiny ice crystals…