I saw a decorative sign a few weeks ago in the clearance section of a local craft store. it was gold and sparkly and very cheerful, and read: “New year, new me!” It was most likely a relic of the New Year’s decor section, now long gone for the season. The sign really, truly annoyed... Continue Reading →
When does a gift cease to be a gift? If the intention is evil, does it still count? The box arrived at my door like a bad omen, the outside horribly scuffed and crushed, as though it had been dropped. By the time I noticed it sitting there it had been a couple of hours,... Continue Reading →
Gathered around the table, each of us with a cup of coffee, she leaned forward conspiratorially as she prepared to tell me the secret she needed to share. “I killed him,” she whispered. “I killed him with my thoughts.” This elderly lady, a family member of mine who I will call Lili for this post,... Continue Reading →
I'm about to be really honest. I don't usually like to post things that are controversial. I'm not a confrontational person and I don't speak my mind a lot. I feel vulnerable and incredibly afraid to write about something so deeply personal. But we all have our moments, I suppose, where something compels us to... Continue Reading →
Winter Betancourt 