Andy Warhol peered out at her from another man’s t-shirt as she folded her own laundry. Andy Warhol must remain… Read more Warholian Voyeurism Infiltrates the Laundromat
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The Omelet That Never Was
I was sweet until you turned me sour. The type of girl who dutifully showed up to sparsely attended art… Read more The Omelet That Never Was
Blackouts Just Don’t Cause Mass Panic Like They Used To
Blackouts just don’t cause mass panic like they used to. Is it a symptom of the collective, let’s call it,… Read more Blackouts Just Don’t Cause Mass Panic Like They Used To
Tag, You’re Not It
“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
The Crest(fallenness) of a Wave
Alone on a beach is where she liked to be best. There was something illicit about it in that the… Read more The Crest(fallenness) of a Wave
An Immediate Playback of Your Fucked Up Relationship
There has so often been talk of the value of being able to record all of one’s memories as… Read more An Immediate Playback of Your Fucked Up Relationship
The Bistro Bitch
She might have known she would be reduced to working in a restaurant eventually. Her fate being sealed when “a… Read more The Bistro Bitch
Too Much Flannel Becomes Beige
It was one of those peak Brooklyn moments, she supposed, entering some Puerto Rican-run shoe repair store that was actually… Read more Too Much Flannel Becomes Beige
I Hug My Sexual Assaulter Like It’s Nothing
I hug my sexual assaulter like it’s nothing. It is he, in fact, who acts skittish about “making nice” in… Read more I Hug My Sexual Assaulter Like It’s Nothing
I’m Not Hair
“You mean when I see you after, you’ll be like a totally different person?” Cameron asked with almost vexing incredulity.… Read more I’m Not Hair
