ephemeral

Loneliness has always been her only companion. There was no one around, no one to eat with— all she could do was clean her house occasionally, eat, and wash the damn dishes. Washing these dishes remind her of how sensitively delicate her hands were. She paused for a good while, with her hands holding a …

good night

“Have a good night, baby,” said Mom, tickling my ear and neck with her warm kisses. I fought civil wars in bed. I was scared to sleep without my lights on, so Mom got me a smart bed lamp that automatically shut itself off after an hour, or how much time you limit its lifespan, …