Must find someone. Must. Find. Someone. The mantra went through the heads of everyone in the room like a hive… Read more Kissing to Be Cunning
Must find someone. Must. Find. Someone. The mantra went through the heads of everyone in the room like a hive… Read more Kissing to Be Cunning
Taco Bell at dusk is a surprisingly breathtaking sight. All awash in purple and pink neon hues, it vaguely reminds… Read more Taco Bell at Dusk
Johann Müller was not a sentimental man. Could not be in his position as a German. In his entire thirty-two years,… Read more Museum of Broken Relationships
Being with the Scotsman was driving in a car to Glasgow and listening to The Stone Roses. It was eating… Read more The Scotsman
“I know and can sense you’re in a lot of pain, but that’s all I can really say about your… Read more Mother-Daughter Pain Passageway
Accidents happen. That’s what they say. But somewhere deep down, Devon knew that what had befallen him was no mistake.… Read more The Plumpening Leg
Each time I think I can’t watch the relationship die yet again, I find a new, metaphorically self-mutilating way to… Read more A Cemetery in Portland
“C’est bien sucré,” the French woman next to me says to her equally as overzealous companion. And though she’s talking… Read more C’est Bien Sucré
Like any writer worth her salt in literary knowledgeability and therefore talent, Abigail Renton was an avid reader of Edgar… Read more Affliction From the Poe House
She tossed a rose onto the casket as it was lowered with marked indelicacy by the funeral parlor employees. Apart… Read more You’re my cult leader. I love you forever, I love you forever.