The Run
It’s nearly impossible to beModern-day numbwhen I go out for a run. My body syncs with mind asI move forwardand breathe. I look up and outnoticing each passing season:Spring tulips…
Tag: Running
The Runner
There’s a new softness in my belly. At fourteen, this would frighten me. Thinness and hardness indications of worth an inner *cha-ching* as my body sells the world an idea.…
The Day Between 