One in Six Million…

One in Six Million…

I remember a couple years ago, walking to the highest peak of an unfamiliar mountain, making the steep hike up by a rocky, dirt road. I recall wishing I wore sturdier shoes, as the unevenness of the road was just begging to twist my ankles. We made our way to the top...

Walking Flavors

Kneeling, I clenched her one open hand with both of mine. Her body frail and tiny compared to mine. Hunched onto a tiny seat, hair falling on both sides of her shoulders, colorful earrings draping from her ears. Tattoos covering most of her uncovered, pale skin. I...