Story By Liliana Greyf Nighttime routine in disguise as love poem A poem about washing my face, and watching someone else wash their face, and being a hopeless romantic.
Story By Liliana Greyf Learning to linger That moment when you have to go but want to stay—so you decide you really don’t have to go at all.
Story By Liliana Greyf and Annie Bryan In the Morning I start with the littlest things. The ones that take no effort. The ones that remind me that I am capable of doing the others.
Story By Liliana Greyf Night Swimming at Summer Camp in New Hampshire The girls swim in the lake at summer camp. It is the only place around them that is cool.