Small Hours
A poem about the quiet gap between late night and early morning, when the world belongs to no one.
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My Mama's Date Balls
Three ingredients, no oven, ten minutes. My mama made these for every gathering and now I make them when I miss home.
The Grocery List
A short story about a woman who finds a stranger's grocery list in a shopping cart and can't stop thinking about it.