I Read Your Pregnancy Test

I dragged my tongue across and folded shut an apology letter in a coffee-strained envelope, signing it compliments of the uttermost parts of my destitute heart. I left it on the kitchen table just in case she had, upon sight of it, bubbles form in her throat, have to swallow several times, and double over

My Dream Cabin Rests In Her Eyes

Molecules vibrate, closing in on my skin, expanding their distance between love and pain, yanking at my vocal cords. I form I hate you with my lips, but the words refuse to see the light of day. Despair drips, like a Chinese torture technique, flooding my wherewithal to put together sentences, creeping up the hill of my insecurity to invade

Evil Ice Cream Truck Driver

“What flavor you want, ma’am?” I ask. “I’ll take an ice cream sandwich.” “Those, yeah. We got some,” I say, darting my eyes either way and licking my lips on the sly. “Doin’ this as a full-time job, dude?” the woman asks. Heat races through my face, and my palms turn cold to the touch. Think

Minutes Before She MURDERED My Self-Doubt, I Lost My Virginity To Two Women At Once.

Jessica, the girl next door, leaned against her apartment door; smoke floated from a white stick she held between her lips; her gaze drew my eyes to her apple shaped lips minutes before I died; buried, tangled in a California king-sized bedsheet. Several bubbles of nerves and spit formed in my dry throat, wanting to

Put Your Mask On. Everyone Has The Coronavirus (Or Do They?)!

“Let it go, Dani!” “You smashed her skull with a—” “There you go bringing up old—” “Yesterday is old now?” “She had signs.” “Yeah, signs her ex-husband punched her face, nothing more.” “You callin’ me a lair?” Dani pointed. “Look,” she said of the people donning gas masks. “It must have gotten here before we did!” Jason

I Ain’t Seen No Dead Body!

“You didn’t see a dead body, you saw a mannequin. Right!” Anna said, holding a fistful of the gas attendant’s shirt. Her other hand a clenched fist inches from his face. “Say it!” “I know what I saw,” the man said, turning his head to spit from his protruding lower lip. “No, you saw a

Mom Hates Me, So I’m On My Own

“Thought ahead, didn’t ya?” Ben mocked. “After you graduate, you’re someone else’s problem,” Janice said. “We’re not going to take care of you for free.” “You sure put on a show before the caseworker.” Jenna’s brows drew close and she threw her hands to her mouth. Ben said it was bad, but I didn’t realize