[Postcard 1: I am here. I am safe. I am starting a garden.]

She saved her whole life for this…

I gave my change to beggars;

She kept hers for Mars.

— C.S.E. Cooney from poem Postcards from Mars

• It’s Not The Shattering Itself That Breaks You
• I Am Not The Whiskey You Want
• Life Is Too Short To Wake Up With Regrets
• Make Love Your Lodestar
• There Is An Ocean Of Silence Between Us… And I Am Drowning In It