I thought that this must be what purgatory was like. Can’t go forward. Can’t go back. Awaiting some official judgment.

I think…I think its always been you who was dying,”- Delaney

The first time I died, I didn’t see God. No light at the end of the tunnel. No haloed angels. No dead grandparents. To be fair, I probably wasn’t a solid shoo-in for Heaven. But,...

To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” he said.I placed my hands flat on the table and leaned across it. “Stay the hell away from him.””Who? Oh, you mean the guy who’s...

I leaned against my door, struggling to catch my breath, and thought that maybe hell wasn’t a place at all, but a thing. A contagious thing. A thing that could creep up the steps, seep...

…We’re more than just the history of our soul. More than our DNA. More than our past lives. We’re the choices we’ve made in this life. Every one of them, giving us purpose.

There’s no pattern to falling in love. At least, nothing I can understand. Not something I could see beforehand. Not something I can decipher after, either. Trust can be earned, piece by piece, like links...

If you had one day left to live, what would you do?

Funny hoe everything can change in an instant. From death to life. From empty to full. From darkness to light. Or maybe I just wasn’t looking. I hadn’t known that light could be a feeling...

I hoped he’d take his dog and drive down to the ocean. I hoped there was still time. I pictured him sitting on the gray rocks with the waves crashing and spraying white foam. Maybe...