Lake Casper

Lake Casper

The smell of smoke from last night's bonfire clung to the fabric of Rebecca Larsen's over sized hoodie as she pulled it over her head and stepped out into the pine scented air. It was half past six in the morning and she was the only person awake in the world. With footsteps muffled by moss...read more

WINTER

Tangerine and lavender sang above the power lines.
The air was cold and sharp. It felt ragged in my lungs. It was February and I was stupid enough to go for a run. My face stung, my lips cracked, and my eyes watered....read more