Satana Rovinato thought that dying would be the solution to all her problems. Chiefly, relieving her of the massive amount… Read more No Credit in Heaven
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Taco Bell at Dusk
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
Museum of Broken Relationships
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
The Scotsman
Being with the Scotsman was driving in a car to Glasgow and listening to The Stone Roses. It was eating… Read more The Scotsman
Mother-Daughter Pain Passageway
“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
The Plumpening Leg
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
A Cemetery in Portland
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
“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
Affliction From the Poe House
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
You’re my cult leader. I love you forever, I love you forever.
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.
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