Fiction

Blessings Hara: We

We will dash forever, farther and farther away from this world, painfully, like losing a warm and comforting hand, a delicate and sweet consolation — a mother’s touch. We are sitting in this cruel night with its oily darkness, it’s ruthless friend. We are conversing within this same darkness, kissing it constantly with wisps of our warm breath that flutter into the air as tiny and...