What Could Have Been

Floating, it feels so freeing to float. We’re lying in bed together; our legs tangled tightly, my head resting on your bare chest, your hand resting on my swollen belly. We’re comfortable, content, feeling that indescribable feeling of becoming parents. I look up at your face, but it is hidden in the dark of the room. I can feel your smile through your jaw, and yet you never smiled. You...

Lights In The Wakes

The dirt path winds its way around the water. It is secluded and allowing me to watch the people in their houses going about their nighttime routines. Lights reflect off the lake with elegance.  The moon is larger than usual tonight, air sweet with the taste of flowers. I stop to look at a house, dreaming of a future of endless possibility. I wonder if the people can see me in the dark with...