I had promised them I would never grow up. That I would never change out of my childhood iteration. When… Read more Personal Pan

I had promised them I would never grow up. That I would never change out of my childhood iteration. When… Read more Personal Pan
“You’re too Scot for me,” a too Scottish girl says to a faux roguish-looking man near the ATM outside the… Read more The Strange Loneliness of a Sainsbury’s Local Ten Minutes Before 11 p.m.
“Be so good that they have no choice but to notice you,” he was always prattling on, like some sort… Read more Tag, You’re Not It
“Don’t mind Ruth over here, she can’t stay out too late or she’ll miss her window for putting on her… Read more Old Bitch Cream
With the first consistent amount of sun of the season (if one can call anything a season anymore), Bianca–appropriately named… Read more Some People Are Tanning And Others Are Pretending to Work on a Rooftop
That patch, right there. That’s where it happened. That’s where he fucked me. That’s why this rooftop will forever be… Read more A Blemish Forever Emblazoned on the Hippocampus
She supposed her most colossal fear was getting so fat that she wouldn’t be able to notice if a fly… Read more Chill Blaine, Lest You Get a Chilblain