Last September, I turned over in my mind a fragment from my fond but hazy memories of spring 2011, during chemo treatments for leukemia before my life-saving stem-cell transplant. In the end, the best form for the not-quite-lost moment was haiku. Jacarandas sway breezy rains and mossy hills periwinkle blooms The poem will be published […]
Author: Erin Michaela Sweeney
Karla, after binging on another season of an idiotic television series not worth mentioning, began to nod off in her purple corduroy upholstered loveseat. The chin-length, wavy brown hair she had tucked behind her ear slowly crept forward, falling in front of her eyes, casting a veil. As she hovered between wakefulness and sleep, […]