by Elizabeth Scozzari | Jun 27, 2026 | Uncategorised
No need for sadness the weight pulling you down is only temporary In the end there’s likeness, lightness hope rising through the seas The d’s, f’s, b flats and all the chords we play to sing ourselves to sleep The “Every Good Boy Does...
by Elizabeth Scozzari | May 27, 2026 | Flash Fiction
The tiredness pulled her body down like the battery of a cell phone whose owner was trying to shoot out one more post before it died. The nimble fingers of gravity tugged at her shoulders. The bones of her neck slid back, settling out of alignment void of their...
