Trena Tackitt

The keys clicked erratically beneath my fingers as they flew across the keyboard. It was a satisfying sound that blended seamlessly into...

Time is an odd thing. When I look in the mirror now, it feels like I'm looking at a completely different person. It's not just the faint...

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I watched the flames flicker orange than green as they devoured the ink on the notecard. It wasn't the oldest one the box, but had still been there for well over a year. It was strange, how the good news coincided with the rainbow fire that lit up the skies. Was it somehow for me? Probably not, but I liked to think so. They say coincidence is God's way of remaining anonymous and I always find a strange comfort looking at the night skies, like some celestial hand is being plac

I stuck my tongue out and tilted my head towards the sky as I made my way past my old apartment building near the library. I'd missed wet spring snows like this almost as much as I missed being a student. My angel's hands clasped tightly around my neck, cutting off my airflow slightly whenever her her weight shifted and she giggled, imitating my behavior. I held on tightly to her calves so she wouldn't tumble onto the cement. Her snowboots were pink with fluffy sherpa lining,