Karah : Writing

My Anna

My Anna

A Story by Karah


Walking into my closet, I sighed deeply, scanning the two feet of space I had reserved for all of my dresses. I had too many thoughts going through m..
Still Moment of Meaning

Still Moment of Meaning

A Story by Karah


I ran my hand over the stones of the house; the rustling of branches overhead made the moonlight flicker softly over their irregular surfaces. I ha..
The Living Unknown Soldier

The Living Unknown Soldier

A Poem by Karah


Came about as a result of reading the tragic story of "Anthelme Mangin," the Frenchman repatriated from Germany near the end of WWI--more willing to b..
Days Past, in the Present

Days Past, in the Present

A Story by Karah


Anthony leaned against the porch railing, contemplating the warm haze which lay over the countryside. He despised it: it made him feel as though he w..