Six Word Memoirs

I run because because I’m frightened.

I run because I’m being chased.

Always adjusting. Always coping. Always running.

Packing experiences into every open space.

I wish someone could hug me.

I can’t let go of impossible.

You’ll leave me. I’ll leave first.

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Free Story

Receive a free story, Collateral Marriage, when you sign up for my mailing list.