Too many casualties left in the wake of a marriage or long term partnership ending.
Does anyone really win? What happens when your protector and lover becomes your adversary? 97 more words
I saw you in the pile of withering leaves, squeezed between the thin, leathery crumbs of foliage. I saw your burning red plea, rising from the fragile, moist vegetal carpet, a last cry of life before this season of melancholy would end in the freezing arms of winter…. 64 more words