Between Shores

writing

  • The Grief of Your Twenties

    For most of my life, grief has been a foreign concept – something I’ve only understood from the outside looking in. In the fourth grade, my parents took me to an open casket funeral. I’m not sure who the deceased… Continue reading

    The Grief of Your Twenties

  • The Bear in the Floors

    Empty. That’s it, that’s all. We sit in a quiet, dimly lit room with knotted wood floors and tall frosted windows. Beneath my feet, the carpet has swirls and lines that I conjure into pictures in my head. Anything to… Continue reading

    The Bear in the Floors