Don’t be sorry
It was not the kind of question I was expecting as we sat there, hands sticky with drips of ice cream running down our fingers. It was not the kind […]
It was not the kind of question I was expecting as we sat there, hands sticky with drips of ice cream running down our fingers. It was not the kind […]
She was cinched around my waist, red elastic hugging ribs and abdomen and the part of my gut where I tend to feel all my feelings, and her. I didn’t think […]
Hello. My name is Taylor Smith. I’m 25 years old and I have a lot of boxes. Boxes can be nice – they tend to stack well. They can be […]
I was on my hands and knees staring up at a series of silver pipes and tubes, trying to find the source of the problem, when I realized that, I don’t […]
Story by Katie West Regret. Such a generic word for such a strong emotion. It’s an emotion that visits me as often as certain smells, songs, places and people trigger […]
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