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Pores

I stumbled home, a few drinks in. I thought about how I used to love. No, how hard I used love. I Read More

Icebreaker

“Hey, do you have a cigarette?” I asked, wiping a trail of alcohol from my mouth and trying to ignore the drunken Read More

K, Mom

“Kida, she did it again!”“What? Who?” Kida asked, facedown in her phone.“Mom. She replied ‘K’ to my message.”“You know she does that Read More

Millions of Views

Play dead, Ian says. Keep the Go-Pro rolling. A bear attack? Let’s incite one and then play dead. We’ll go viral. Proximate Read More

Try Again

Matte white tiles stained red with her blood. She crouched, cascades flowing down her vitreous legs following open veins. It dwelled in Read More