In the midst of my friend (roommate, more accurately) having a psychotic—probably schizophrenic—break, I roam the streets of Berlin to… Read more traurigesmadchen891@davidbowie.com
In the midst of my friend (roommate, more accurately) having a psychotic—probably schizophrenic—break, I roam the streets of Berlin to… Read more traurigesmadchen891@davidbowie.com
Please. Delete my nudes. I gave them to you in what can probably now be viewed as a moment of… Read more Delete My Nudes
Nobody could ever really say what went on during Gil’s “signature” massages. Or if they could, they certainly never made… Read more Massage Blackout
Gretchen “Gretch” Walden had been, above all else, renowned for her New Year’s Eve parties. They were always a very… Read more Competition Kills
All at once, they were everywhere. You could see them on all the lawns—flaccid during the day, and then fully… Read more The Inflatables
The minuscule-sized pin seemed to gloat rather than glint at her as she removed it from her bike wheel. What… Read more Pin Pricked by Santa
Marissa found it odd that John should choose to very strategically position the mistletoe in a prominent part of the… Read more COVID Mistletoe
It had been some time since I had a need to drive down this highway. I tried to avoid it… Read more Memoirs of an Imperfect Highway, Or: Administrative Assistant III
If she were wrapping those tacos as though her life depended on it, she would be dead. Yet maybe some… Read more The Slowest Chipotle Wrapper in the World
Anna LeVin did not want a child. And if she had to be saddled with one, she certainly did not… Read more The Foragers