I can’t remember his name but he seems familiar somehow. Vaguely familiar. Everything is vague these days. In truth, it’s been that way for some time. The memory has always been sketchy, except for poetry, I can still recite the Sonnets and pages upon pages of Dickenson and Donne. But Read more
Some things you just know. Zara’s Advanced Humanities teacher encouraged her to call it intuition. Zara was pretty sure sharing a bloodline with people gave you an intuitive edge about them but that didn’t necessarily constitute an intuitive gift. Since childhood Zara had a sense that her parents were living with a big secret. Read more