When grandmother passed away, father grew reticent. And I was okay with it, since he abandoned his routine of scolding me for Read More
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Dozens of kittens were aligned in adjacent kennels, some meowing to be noticed, others taking their afternoon naps. I wandered the linear Read More
At times, seeing mom felt like a chore, our dad encouraging it through a twisted type of parental coercion, so that we Read More
My eyes launched back and forth between the center console and dashboard of my car. I nearly lost sight of the road. Read More
Staring through a window, I didn’t see my reflection, but instead an image of my corpse. My chest caved in, my lungs Read More
Rainfall penetrated my skin, each droplet like a myriad of daggers. Death teased as a sudden gust of wind, the misty blades Read More
In our bedroom, darkness welcomed silence. I would stare out of the window into the neighborhood lights emanated by its street lamps, Read More
They sped a derelict car through a bleak road entangled by perched autumn trees, limp branches reminding them of their dejection—dangling for Read More
When it poured outside, gloom slowly struck my father like a chisel knocking against his finely tapered temples. I imagined it, every Read More
I stumbled home, a few drinks in. I thought about how I used to love. No, how hard I used love. I Read More