Category: Fiction

Millennial

There once was a poor old woman that lived in the foothills of Green Valley. She was not poor in the financial sense. Rather, she

Killing Cats

 It was raining the morning I woke up remembering that I was supposed to kill the cats. Well, in fact, I didn’t really have to

La Mer

When they finally arrive at the swimming competition, the daughter’s hands are melting and the mother’s eyes are burning. The pool is too large, at

Left Out

Bebe Cohen was ushered out of the screen door, held open by her mother, and climbed down two high steps to the backyard using her

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