OCTOBER 2013
Violet smiled as she opened her eyes. “You know, in French, the slang for orgasm is ‘la petite mort’…
Your hands grip the steering wheel and you let the stars write you poetry to distract you from the words“used to”that are draped around every bend…
“Do you believe in soulmates?” she asked through teary eyes.
it was a warm september night
the kind of night where it’s not still shorts weather, but you’d definitely be a little…
Her fingers were blue but her nails were red. Claret, actually. That’s what the bottle said. Her fingers were just blue though. It…
MUSHROOMS
All the men in Loretta’s life are explosive, and it’s begun to frighten her.
You walk into the bluish glow of your therapist’s office.
You devour me as you crunch on Lays chips,
It isn’t what I want, but it isn’t not what I want, either. I tell myself this over and over while staring at the door. I pin the…