Protected: Are You One of Us
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It wasn’t my first “F,” and certainly wouldn’t be my last, but it was the first and only “F” I’d … Continue reading Mr. Arnhold
When you keep saying the same things over and over again, they become prayers to gods that might not exist. Continue reading Southern Gothic or: Watching Birds Outside the Windows of San Jacinto Community College
I knew the difference between what a grieving widow should look like and what she actually looked like. I can’t be ashamed to say I erred in favor of the former. You can avoid puffy, sunken eyes and skin dried out from crying if you want to. Continue reading The Urn
“Don’t trust anything that loves you, silly girl. If it loves you, it needs you for something. It will use you for something.” But then I would think, “Mimi must love me.” Why else would you cling to a thing so tightly? Especially a thing like me. Continue reading Black Cat
At odd moments throughout his days, he would stare up at her – pasted neatly next to sleek cover designs and color palettes – and he would think about determination. Or being happy for other people. Or paying more attention to other people. Continue reading Picture Perfect
Everyone deserves a good death. Continue reading Shift Change
Last year, I was visited by a ghost on New Year’s Day. Continue reading Auld Lang Syne
Spiders fascinate me. They are mathematical geniuses. Their geometry is a secret that the Universe whispers to me. Continue reading Arachnadorable