Pen and Paper

Dear October, We’re always moving. From one step to the next, one side to the other, one corner of the world to another. As I sat waiting for my flight to...

Dear October, This evening I stood on my balcony and looked up at the stars. A train trundled by in the distance, then all was quiet. There, in the darkness mingling...

Dear October, When I was younger, I used to pray for a friend. I would clasp my hands and shut my eyes at night, muttering the request before bed. I’m lucky...

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