Memories: A Goodbye

Early Spring 1865 He’s saying goodbye. In my memories later, after the war, during those lonely years, I recall there being sakura falling.  But of…

Dreams more like Nightmares

“No please don’t! I can’t! I can’t! No!!!!!” She screams suddenly. More like a shriek. I shook her awake. She’s sobs into my chest. “Another…

Birthday Dinner

The beef gyudon is slowly simmering itself done as I get out a stool for Makoto.  I had to buy the cake at a bakery,…