glimpses shared by our authors
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she could muster, hating herself for it but enjoying the expression of consternation on his face. "Can't go and fetch Ghost if I don't know what for and... well, Ghost ... read more -
Every day was a routine. No matter what happened during the day itself, she took comfort in the fact that the basics, the bare bones, were as regular as the ... read more -
Scotch at sundown. Good cat on the chair, and then green light I know will be there for me in the bedroom. Cars and self mocking subjects with the fumes ... read more -
Here I am, having returned to the world of the living. A lot has happened in the past couple of weeks, but through all of it I knew things would ... read more -
Two days later I fall asleep, momentarily, huddled in a corner, tired and weary to the last vestige of my soul, knife clasped desperate clinging exhausted, and my father finds ... read more -
Today I walked home from a diner, stoned. I had pancakes and eggs for dinner, with a brownie for dessert. The world was a place of indulgence on a summer ... read more -
There's this one song. It's really beautiful. There's bells or something in the beginning and then the guitar comes in. No its not bells its like a xylophone, which are ... read more -
it was going to be the best day of my life. my breakfast, the usual cereal, awaited along with my blue plastic lunchbox. my father had woken me up and ... read more -
If I could trust Emma, I could definitely trust Judy. I walked over to Judy and asked if I could tell her a secret. She nodded in agreement, eager to ... read more -
it's easy to lose yourself when you were never found to begin with. fragmented realities echo through my mind. i can't tell the difference between fact and fiction any more, ... read more
