Seething anger, a hot coal held tight despite the pain. Refuse to release. Hold it; watch it burn away the delicate layers of my hand. My...

It is a strange thing, these "friendships" online. In so many ways we are all strangers. You don't know how I smell when you hug me, or...

I know the look in your eyes. I'm new to you all fresh and clean. Not a whiff of coincidence how alike we are to you. But we are unique....