the willow

Short Stories

There’s a tree outside his window. It’s a willow, strong and bony, her hair reaching to the ground in tearful sorrow. She makes him sad every time he looks at her. He’s not sure if that is her fault or his. Might be no one’s in particular, just his mind sometimes. It’s worst of all […]

June 24, 2018

the secret history // donna tartt

Book Reviews

“The snow in the mountains was melting and Bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to understand the gravity of our situation. […] and though once I thought I had left that ravine forever on an April afternoon long ago, now I am not so sure. Now the searchers have departed, and […]

June 17, 2018



When humankind felt they had done all there was to do on earth and wanted to come closer to God than they ever had before, it was decided that they would build a miracle, a tower so high and mighty, it would reach into heaven and they would come to know God, and thus be […]

June 10, 2018

the gardener


A river is a river is a river is a river. It can not help it. It can not change its course, decide on a whim to start streaming upwards. A river is a river is a river is a river. But we are not. We are our own gardener, we know where we need […]

June 3, 2018