Prompted: broken

I wish I knew what to say, but I don’t. I never do. “I’m sorry” gets old. It’s never enough. “I’m sorry,” I say anyway, because saying nothing is worse. “You don’t have to apologize,” she lies. I can be silent now that I’ve apologized, so I stare at my feet, which is a mistake. […]


My parents recently had their anniversary, and my dad found a place that sells roses at a reasonable price, and he got my mom one rose for every year they’ve been married. They’ve blossomed well. There is a leaf on the ground near their home that is on fire, and I grabbed a photo of […]


This morning I walked outside and wished I could take a picture of the sound of the leaves rustling on a tree nearby. It struck me that it was a bit late in the season for there to still be leaves. I wonder if that’s because of the type of tree it is? I’ve not […]