My love in winter
Not every nightare equally darknor do they have dead lifeleaning on their windowsills not all sunriseswake up brightnor do they explode in colorsof exciting hope. the wet floor after the
Steps
When the soul cries and the steps hesitate under the dull weight of mere existence, I stumble upon something beautiful that hides in the most unexpected corner. A melody, a
The railroad meeting
-Meet me at the old railroad next to the green barn outside the village, said Beca.-Why there? asked Tom-I love the spot. It’s beautiful, sunny, with lots of flowers and
The secret life
Maja arrived home sad and tired. Tom was worried. They just had buried her dad, and she was devastated. She had always been daddy’s girl. The one who followed his
One slight difference
-What a beautiful day! -Just like fifty years ago, remember? -Of course, I remember Rob; it was our honeymoon! -Poor Eli. I had no money we couldn’t afford a trip
Not today
Here I’m alone, waiting for a bus under the bridge in the outskirts of Kyiv with the columns painted with the colors of our flag. Oleg took the picture when
Martha’s Smile
Martha smiled broadly, showing her gleaming white teeth when I told her Matty has just died in a car crash. She showed no sadness, no emotion. We were all devastated.
A new love
Mark was scared. Tanya had called him to talk urgently in the middle of a working day, and she sounded very concerned. She had been acting a little strange lately,
CFFC: Male vs Female
I don’t like to think about confrontation, and I only have pictures of males and females getting together. CFFC: Male VS Female