When my Step-Dad, Jeff, said “it’s my way or the highway” After Dad walked in on me and Amber going at it in my bedroom,..
I remember the night I discovered ASMR. I laid on my dorm bed, wide awake from excessive stress. It was one of those terrible stress..
As a writer, it can be exhausting trying to come up with the perfect piece. You stare at the computer keys or the pad of..
My interest in acquiring a fake ID peeked when I borrowed a friend’s to get into a bar downtown. Her ID read ‘blonde hair, blue..
As we make our way through the beginning of the New Year, we become dangerously close to the event horizon of resolutions – the ‘make..
I graduated from Western Washington University in June 2018 with my BA in creative writing. This time last year, I was in a rush of..
Part 2: Empire I have been the path to new opportunities. When white men set out beyond their homes, I pulled their ships to the..
The big yellow bus bounces up and down as it drives around the city and drops off all the elementary school children. Most of them..
The Slow March of the Allies About a month ago, we celebrated Labor Day. That other random Monday that we get off from work and..
I have been forever, even before the earth itself. When the earth was still a figment of the divine imagination, I flowed beneath the brooding..
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