Tallum has waitressed here several years ago. She wore the mandatory uniform consisting of an inconvenient long-sleeved non-stretch black dress showcasing her collarbones and shoulders which earned her venomous stares from wives. Paired with the dress came ugly black ballet slippers with a thick rubber sole. She flitted and fumbled through the maze of circular tables covered with white cloth donning whatever flower happened to be in season from some faraway exotic country.

I am ambitious and driven

I am wise and enlightened

Focused mentally, physically, and academically

YOU SEE THIS KIND OF LOVE IS NOT REGULAR

THIS LOVE IS A DELICACY, MEANS IT’S DELICATE

WE NURTURE, PROTECT, AND GROW IT

The Tree was rooted in the ground,

Though that's not where her spirit rested.

The Wind rustled through her branches,

As she stretched their green to the blue above.

He floated through the sky, concealed by the surrounding darkness as he purposefully dimmed his own vibrant light. The stars that gave off light around him, he believed, better deserved the admiration and attention that was given to the sky. His duty was instead to aid them, to make sure they always shone as brightly as they could. He didn't mind, truly.

I’ve seen dead animals on my runs. It’s inevitable. An overambitious cat underestimates the speed of a moving truck and you can figure it out from there. Never in my life had I seen a dead human. That was until this morning.