Some part of me remembers what snow is, but this is the first time my new mind has seen it. It softens the crumbled sidewalks and turns rusty rooftops white. It’s beautiful. It crunches under...

Winter brings cold dry harsh weather and trees are without leaves.

He raised his hand to brush a stray hair from her face. Instead of dropping his hand, he slid it behind her neck and drew her closer. His earthy pine scent enveloped her. When his...

And he’s human. Way to go, Dani!

I’m a cat, aren’t I?

I don’t want perfect because it doesn’t exist in any species.