CODE VIRIDIAN

The floods came and we were not ready. Miles from the ocean, flanked by mountainous sentinels, we never thought to build an Ark. The...

Would you ever want to get married? he asked with a curious solemnity… A message of panic was telegraphed frantically out of my scarred...

People think bull-riding is about learning to hold on tight. Turns out, it’s about learning when to let go… …………. “Are you sure you want...

At the forest's darkest edges, a man stood in the river shallows, wailing an unholy cry. Nearly catatonic with despair, he was barely...

The first time I died it was as simple as breathing out. Tempestuous winds had enticed me out onto the stony beach that afternoon,...

The time I have lost to mumbling insincere apologies is a tragedy. I cringe to think of the hours wasted seeking exculpation from...

I leaned over the bed's railing, straining to hear the morphine-slurred words spilling out of his chapped lips. "Make them stop...

At the end of the night you pull me in for an embrace. Our bodies press together, a familiar heart beats against my own. The pages of...

"If you want to kill us, kill us while we continue working here" -Dr. Hussam Abu Safiyah Dust settles among the debris of broken...

That first long run, I was running for my life. Running out of that 2am shroud of guilt and grief. Running away from that knife under my...

"Keep Asheville Weird" is both the totem and the rallying cry of this city I call home. Filled with gloriously Mad Hatters and winsome...

You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.--Nikita Gill I've always been drawn to broken things. From...

We leaned against each other on a cushioned bench, laughter fading into a breeze that stirred the lupine at the edge of the rooftop...

He arrived in the spring. In a cloud of chalk dust and laughter. With a presence as warm and alluring as the southern breezes ushering in...

Hail descended in sheets, like glacial pebbles falling through a rend in the linens of heaven. Wind tore at the branches of the upper...

Mountains have a way of quieting grief. On the laborious trek up the rocky trail, your breath comes fast and your pulse hammers a...

"I walk into the fire always, and come out more alive" -Anais Nin Sober as a monk, I was dancing as aimlessly and enthusiastically as the...

A few years ago at the start of the first pandemic summer, my friend Jen and I were wandering around the town docks, slightly buzzed on...