A Dress for Elena

by Jermaine Reed, MFA Elena’s eyes are a silent, purplish universe with flecks of gold that shimmer like distant stars. Even in this picture faded with age, her eyes whisper a solemn soliloquy she will never utter.  My breath catches as I sift between the photos. Elena’s eyes stretch behind the glare of a handContinueContinue reading “A Dress for Elena”