TANISHA D. JONES

She lay on her back, her eyes on the darkening sky as she drifted aimlessly; listening as the waves lapped against the side of the rubber...

He sat on the peak of the snow covered hill, his knees drawn up to his chin, his arms wrapped around his legs. He stared a across the...

When the impossible become possible “Are you sure about this?” She asked, peering over the ledge seventy stories above the city. He...