She slipped off the edge of the bed nearly hurting herself. Then pulled between her skinny legs the small coffee table. Pushed everything off. Magazines, lipsticks, nail polish bottles fell on the floor revealing the table mirror top. Then reached … Continue reading →

I open the tap and hold my hands under it until I have enough water. After a few seconds a rusty colored water fills my hands. I splash my face a couple of times.

The cold spring wind pushes the rain on the windows of the coffee shop and I catch myself daydreaming again. The coffee is strong but the gray light doesn’t help me fight my sleep deprivation.