Kamille Simmons-TurnquestCafé Con SolI had hoped he wasn’t leading us here. The prostitutes didn’t bother me, it was just that the coffee was bad.Nov 13, 2017Nov 13, 2017
Kamille Simmons-TurnquestMy Sweet DivorceWhen I got high for the first time, it felt like the beetles from The Mummy were crawling all over my skin. The sun was brighter than it…Nov 8, 2017Nov 8, 2017
Kamille Simmons-TurnquestAlone in LoveThe smell of cigarettes hangs in the air; in the back of my mouth is the taste of coffee softened with sweet milk. Across from the cafe in…Nov 2, 2017Nov 2, 2017
Kamille Simmons-TurnquestConfessions of a Bandwagon FanI remember the first time I felt their presence. It was April 30, 2007: the Monday morning after the Warriors won Game Four to take a 3–1…Jun 1, 2016Jun 1, 2016
Kamille Simmons-TurnquestThe Worst Daughter: Why I Hate Father’s DayI love my dad. I hate Father’s Day. I had been dreading it since the start of the weekend when my co-workers took up talking about their…Jun 22, 2015Jun 22, 2015
Kamille Simmons-TurnquestinThe CauldronThe Man Who Ruined The NBA FinalsWhen Golden State’s beautiful, impossible feat was done, and trophies had been raised and kissed, it felt nothing like it should have.Jun 18, 2015Jun 18, 2015
Kamille Simmons-TurnquestGood Morning BangkokI don’t know where I am when I wake up in the morning. It’s always 6am. Weak white light spills into the room through cracks in closed…May 28, 2015May 28, 2015
