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• Nonfiction > Memoir
  Rock, Paper, Scissors

  

  By fireandrain, Wayland, MA

  “So, Aytan.” I’m sitting in a beanbag chair, across from my newest....friend? Acquaintance? At the time I had absolutely no idea what my relationship with Aytan was going to be, and I’ll admit it: that scared me. He looks at me. I study his face, every feature he has is a light brown, ...
• Nonfiction > Memoir
  Inconsideration

  

  By fireandrain, Wayland, MA

  I’m don’t like to play sports. It just isn’t my thing. Needless to say, I also am not a fan of sports stores. For one thing, that bitter smell of the equipment, and for another, the fact that I have nothing to do when I go. So I didn’t enter Sports Authority with a good attitude. Neither ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Bleeding Lips

  

  By fireandrain, Wayland, MA

  You told me to not wear any make-up. But, I put on some lipstick anyways. When I got downstairs, you asked if my lips were bleeding. Because you didn't want to believe, I'd betrayed your trust....
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  Winter Wreaths

  

  By fireandrain, Wayland, MA
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  Through the Staircase

  

  By fireandrain, Wayland, MA
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  Tis the Season

  

  By fireandrain, Wayland, MA