Mattie works in a beautiful bookstore with grand ceilings and bright happy lights, and that was supposed to make life a little better.

ADHD might not be much help to them, but their OCD means that they organize shelves meticulously… It’s not like the world will end if books take a little longer to be shelved now and then… right?

The world sweeps away life and paralyzes growth, as thick browns and brilliant oranges stain everything, and she weeps, worlds away from him.

The two strangers held onto the metal bars and looked across the water. It would be coming soon, they knew it.

I have lived just to watch a civilization drown.

I walk with a grim-faced man down a wide and dusty dirt trail, and I’ve never seen him before. It’s like he’s seeking something out, expecting something.