Goldenrod air spirals and drifts between us, Winding itself lazily around the stems of ironweed and Indian paintbrushes and tiny English daisies I slid in…
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“Do you think you can climb out the driver’s side door without cutting your palms on glass?” the police officer asked, ”Or do we need…
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I was once forced to take a babysitting class in middle school and it was one of the weirdest experiences of my life. The teacher…
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One does not have to be Nostradamus to predict that every person of color will encounter a slur in their lifetime. Lord knows I have.…
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Brutal. That was the perfect way to describe this summer. Brutal. The air conditioning in the apartment complex I lived in decided to cough out…
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The ceiling above my head won’t stop dripping, and ghosts hate visiting when it rains. I’m painting my nails on a careful stack of books…
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It was one of those sticky summer afternoons when Tommy and I first challenged each other to eat lemon slices. We’d been trying to kick…
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**Trigger Warning: (kidnapping)_________ The glorious world of social media was able to distract Amber long enough, to completely steal all of her attention. Her hazel…
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For Ari We lay down in the trunk so other cars’ headlights don’t catch us, acting a little rebellious, despite the party being only a…
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Like a rubber ball, I’ll come bouncing back to you
by Alex Coburn December 20, 2019I stole every book you let me borrow. I’m sorry, but you will not be getting them back. After all, I already accidentally ripped the…
