Love As The Blueprint

It’s finally winter in Columbus. It’s been cold for a while, but we haven’t had more than a dusting until today. The snow is thick enough to completely blanket the ground. I’m proud of the way I’ve made a home and found a second family in Columbus, but in the quiet of the morning I feel a rare wave of …

More Than Marshmallows

The girl in her pajamas asleep at the table, using her laptop as a keyboard. The boy alternating between yawning and gulping down his black coffee. Laser focus. Desperation. The distinct mix of sounds—the nonstop churn of the printer, the frantic scribbles of a pencil on paper, the clack of a sentence typed then instantly deleted. It must be finals …