La vida

I collapsed onto the kitchen chair without even taking off my coat, my hands shaking so badly I could

My hands were shaking so hard I could barely feel the cold metal medallion. Sirens were tearing the night

The espresso machine gave one last, shuddering hiss, and then the station café fell into a silence so

The iron key slipped from Martha’s trembling fingers, clattering onto the old oak floor, but neither

Sometimes, God tests us not when we are strong and full, but when we are completely broken, holding onto

Get out, or Ill ring the police! she spat, her voice slicing right through the well-kept quiet of the

The moment the boy spoke time seemed to crack. No one lounging around the gilded entrance hall of the

The little girl didnt offer the homeless woman food out of kindness alone. She did so because, in a way

The human heart doesn’t break all at once; it shatters in the quiet spaces between things we lost and

No one noticed her at first. Just a little girl clutching a handful of coins. Im hungry The vendor didnt