The Table of My Youth
His one goal: to welcome everyone into his home, always. The eminent, stained, rustic, too-small-to-fit-our-huge-group, yet perfect wooden table will forever be the embodiment of Johnny Vassilaros. I have sat at that table for my entire life. First, as my feet dangled off of the edge of the bench, too short to reach the floor and […]
An Engineer in the Army
Every word was linked with a long and heavy pause. His chest was a mountain collapsing into deep sighs, his eyes tumbling down to his hands. The hands, though, were calm like tree trunks that listened to the conversation silently. I’ve remembered these hands calloused and wrinkled since I was small. Every night before bed, […]
Per Aspera Ad Astra
10:41am, 28th of January. Smith walked through the threshold and set foot onto the air bridge. The door to the bright, gleaming rocket lay not ten strides away from him. He looked down through the bridge’s metal grates. They were red. Through them, he could see all the way down to the icy ground, several hundred […]
