nobody is brown like me
No one knows what ashy means, Or knows what to call it when I crawl across the carpet And come up with Grey knees. No one knows my hair...
The Stain
I wrote this to kill time waiting in the parking lot of a Walgreens for an online photo order to be ready. It was inspired by a...
Encounter on the Bus Part III
Previously on Encounter on the Bus... "I’ll make you a deal: I’ll get off at this next stop. You have three hours from then to turn...
Encounter on the Bus Part II
Previously on Encounter on the Bus Part I: “I’m done playing this silly little game where you pretend not to know, and I pretend not to...
Encounter on the Bus
This brief encounter was written as an assignment for a short stories course taken abroad at the University of Stirling in Scotland. She...
A Tongue Full of Only Tomorrows
"A tongue full of only tomorrows will never quench your thirst for today" ~The Maine I was desperately trying to run after tomorrow...
Purity
Eyelids that flutter open to pure darkness, Hands that reach up and wipe sticky sweat from a moist forehead. Heart that beats faster than...
