Category: Omens & Symbols

I spent over a decade ignoring that cold prickle on the back of my neck, thinking it was just a…

I stood on my back porch, the air smelling of ozone and wet grass, watching a crow hop along the…

I remember sitting in my grandmother’s kitchen back in the late nineties, the smell of burnt toast and old lavender…

I was staring at a bank balance that looked more like a temperature reading in Antarctica when my left palm…

I used to stare at my bank balance and pray for a sign—literally. Not just a metaphorical sign, but something…

I woke up at 3:14 AM yesterday, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. It was that…

I used to wake up in a cold sweat back in 2011, convinced that my recurring dreams of flooding basements…

I still remember the white puddle spreading across my grandmother’s linoleum floor like a map of impending doom. I was…

I woke up at 3:14 AM yesterday, heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. My palms were damp,…

I still remember the first time my grandmother swiped my hand down with a sharp, frantic motion. I was six…