I am 19 years old. Standing in the bed of a red pickup truck, wearing cutoffs, ripping open trash bags. My palms sweat inside the film of plastic gloves. You a...
Taylor Swift won’t survive the labyrinth. She has decided to take the left turn every time she has a choice, because that’s fun. And while that’s as good a stra...
I never walked, I crawled and then I ran through the backyard through the strawberry patch into the corn field corn leaves making tiny baby cuts on my baby skin...
If she were ever to speak to anyone about it, she would begin by admitting with some embarrassment that it took her a long time to realise what was happening. F...
A man died here two weeks ago. He ran into the coffee shop, looking for whatever passed as sanctuary. But his murderer didn’t care about the well-lit space, the...
His vow of silence has failed because he rambles on to himself all day long. He tells himself he needs to deal with the source of the noise rather than focus on...
I watched the half-full moon flying in inky depths of the sky from the comfort of my futon, eager, now that the children were asleep, to leave a faint impressio...
“Divebombing” is This Thing I Do With Camera One-Twelve on Forney Towers Where I Focus on the Wide Horizon of Trees and Electric Windmills and Then Begin a Slow...
Nora is in the kitchen drinking her coffee and looking at the dead teachers at the elementary school. Mrs. Kittridge and Ms. Hofstetter are mingling among the o...
After my best friend broke up with me for Jesus, my other best friend invited me over to watch his favorite film. I was crying, not at the film, which was actua...
