About Last Night

if not for one little problem, this beach would be perfect. when the tide comes we all have to run towards the fort and climb as high as we ...

my cousin asks me if i still play the violin. we used to play music together. now he's a musician, a professional and i am just a girl w...

the new rooms are better than what i am used to large with windows that overlook black wires that cut a sad steady sky these inherited uninh...

i'm made to find my own room in the new house. i trail my hands along the banister as i ascend. my eyes scan rooms i know are not mine. ...

the nightmare is not that he is making love to another man. that is what fascinates me. the unknown room, flooded in light, white, shifting ...

i am told it is mine. the unknown room, the weird shifty walls, the unmade bed. visitors come looking for me. i confront the empty kitchen, ...

the big fat bully who read my diary where i called her fat will have her revenge by having me run with plastic bunny ears while she chases m...