I’ve been trying to rid myself of the darkness and walk ever closer to the light. I’ve seen that light. I know it’s there – always pulsing

On the morning the war began, we got two kittens. Brothers, who had spent the entirety of their six-months of life as strays, living...

This essay was originally published in Issue 7 of The Tiger Moth Review. I stand in my underwear in the forest and I inhale deeply,...