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  • Fiction > Scripts & Plays
    Emily is picking up a knife from the steak knife block. Megan runs over from the other side of the kitchen and takes it from her, putting it on the counter. MEGAN                   No knives for drunk girls EMILY I’m sober and I’m making guacamole. MEGAN I don’t kn...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    There's a little scar just below her right eye. It looks kind of like a bow, or maybe an infinity sign, that is if you want to be romantic about it. “It's really more of a f*cked up line than anything. It’s stupid to even talk about, think about. Why did you bring it up? You killed the...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Close your eyes and count to three now count again and nothing’s changed just keep counting one hundred and five three hundred sixteen one million forty one two and three keep counting keep counting nothing’s changed nothing’s changed can’t open your eyes yet let it fade, mak...
  • Fiction > Scripts & Plays
    Is anybody there? There is no response but silence What? There is no response but silence What does that even mean? There is no response but silence Hello? There is no response but silence Hey. Hey! There is no- I don’t know what game you’re playing but I have pepp...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    You are walking down the sidewalk, listening to music with your headphones on, just like every other day, when you stop short. You’ve almost crashed into a little girl. This girl is not particularly young, just rather thin, with bones peeking out between her crop top and her high waisted jeans. ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    Stop it all. Just stop it. Please. Just forget what I said and move on because it’s not what I meant. It was stupid. It’s not a big deal. I’m sorry. Don’t be mad. I can be perfect again. I’ll lose weight. I’ll keep time. I’ll keep up. I will. I’ll start jogging in the ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    Little Elizabeth rests her eyes, head tilted back over the edge of the tub, body half submerged in room temperature water. Her slightly dirtied blond hair sticks like an extra layer of skin over her perfectly curved little breasts, around her narrow shoulders, down her curved spine. Feet in point ...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
    I’d moved on from being one of two, to one of five tiny girls in a class of about twenty boys. I don’t think I really noticed the unproportional balance of boys to girls. Cooties was never my thing, you know? I didn’t really see a difference. Girls can like action books. Girls can be supe...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
    Her eyes were small, hands tender. Her corrosive banter made her man want to scream, but she stuffed too many little cakes in his mouth for him to make a peep. Her apron was always tidy and her hair was always groomed and not a man in the world can say a bad thing about a woman in an apron with ne...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
    Do you ever think of thinking or the way the moon crests like the croissant you ate yesterday with your best friend Sue who ironically was nearly sued for walking blindly into a busy highway and caused a crash that resulted in four deaths and left her without a scratch despite her massively self dep...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    It’s funny how little things change who we are. Like a night spent waiting on a bench, or running in the park, or retelling a story by heart on a bus in the pouring rain. Looking back, it’s hard to imagine a time before fourth grade me. /I’m not certain how long we’ve been sitting her...

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