sadness is light, wispy blue. never-ending piano chords, somber and thoughtful. stale bread with a dash of salt also comes to mind. smells like the puget sound in may, cool, crisp, cloudy looking like an abandoned classroom, or like a scene from a post-apocalyptic movie. alone and crumbling. as you feel like you are leaving […]

Incandescent lights buzzing overhead, peeling plaster walls that have seen too much. My class, once laughing bubbly and innocent are subdued, laughing no more. The lingering smell of grass and sweat from recess gives me a nostalgic feeling. Nervous, fidgety seven year olds. A variety of sounds fill the classroom my teacher’s ominous footsteps, the […]