The trees seem to speak as they wave in the wind. The branches are broken apart yet they stand. Can they feel emotions as you and I? Do they suffer from heartache, and will they break down and cry? Leaves seem to whisper that they know more than they say. Can they too keep secrets … Continue reading Trees


We joked in the kitchen, sun shining through the window, about how you had a secret life, filled with people only you know. But a dream brought to light secrets that you tried to delete. I kept scrolling and scrolling, uncovering more heinous deceit. Twenty years were a facade? I can only imagine the depths, … Continue reading Secrets