Protected: Are You One of Us
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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
“Drink up, my friend. We still have a long way to go.” Continue reading Last Drink Bird Head
There were two kinds of people as far as he was concerned: Those who never pay attention to anything but themselves, and those who pay too much attention to everyone but themselves. Morris hated both kinds. Continue reading Morris