Fifth period wandered in sleepy and disoriented. It was an improvement from last class, however and soon their tiny, candy stained...

In the creases of the rose petals and the hint of sunlight a moment before Sol rises, there is beauty in small things and great things...

Somewhere in the forest there is a precious, expensive mushroom growing. And it takes a giant trained pig to find it. I have met fifth...

I am at the center of an ecosystem. I need to remember that in all that is good, there first must be the detritus (not Petraitis) that...

Like the last mango fallen from a raccoon ravaged tree, I too lie bruised and discolored on the wet grass of disappointment. Unlike that...