Breaking Up With Stone Fox Brides
I told myself. You don’t have to be a bride, or on the road to bride, to like Stone Fox Bride, I hoped.
The Corpse Of Wall Street
The first time I caught him swallowing a fistful of pills, he convinced me that they were vitamins.
My Love Affair With Super Mario Bros. 3
Inevitably someone runs out of lives and the game’s over. You’re exhausted, defeated, your eyes are crusty, your ass is numb, your joints are stiff, your voice is hoarse, your thumbs have calluses, and despite the fact that there’s a “pause” button, you’ve been holding your bladder for three hours.
The Stories Our Furniture Tells
As I pushed into middle school, cheap jewelry and passed notes filled the drawers. Come high school, enough make-up splatter covered the surfaces to fill a Pollock canvas.
I’m Pretending You’re Still Alive
And today isn’t the eighth anniversary of your death, it’s just December 10 and it’s snowing so we’re going to play in it before it turns to city slush. And you’re going to carry me home when my socks get too wet and my toes turn to stones.
The Line Between Life & Death
It was the something anniversary of Mike’s death. I’m not exactly sure which, because it always feels like 100 years and last week.
An Earthquake Set In Los Angeles
After five years of living in Los Angeles, I learned to remind myself that when the sweeping, static landscape looked too…
How To Tell When You’re About To Get Dumped
I ran upstairs and turned on the shower. I wanted to feel clean for what was to come.
A 2013 Love Story
His light eyes were just faintly green but striking through a mop of honey-brown curls sprouting from his tanned brain-case. He was smiling, but not too much.