Category Archives: Fiction

The Party at the End of the Summer

It was oppressively hot, but it was worse inside. The idea for the party had been born earlier that month, straight out of the heatwave, full of desperate loneliness and braised, salted wounds. He had thought that the heat had … Continue reading

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TV Theories

SPOILER ALERT: Riverdale  Fasten your seatbelt, because I’m about to speed into the different theories of one of my favorite tv shows ever, Riverdale. Riverdale first aired on January 26th, 2017, and immediately after the first episode I was hooked. … Continue reading

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Asking For It?

TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE Most people that know me can agree that I’m an outspoken feminist. They know that I stand up for women’s rights, try to be politically correct, the list goes on. They know that I love to write … Continue reading

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The Summertime Blues

The summertime blues whisper to me, they caress and seduce, they ask Am I going to regret that?   Not taking them up on that offer. Am I going to regret what I’m doing to myself? Am I doing it … Continue reading

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summer loving

Summer, I’m going to miss you. More than the ocean misses the shore. I’m going to miss Your eternally messed up sandy hair Falling on your imperfect face. The way your eyes remind me of waves, Dark, deep blue and … Continue reading

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homeless

i don’t get how everything i’ve built could be so fragile. just when you think your foundation’s set, an earthquake comes and shakes it. next a huge rainstorm. then a forest fire. or a tsunami. each disaster shakes the very … Continue reading

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left without a choice

we let people change us. from the moment we are born, our lives have a certain path dictated by others, whether you’re premature and in need of immediate surgery or cozily wrapped in a pink or blue blanket. after you … Continue reading

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