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Girls
She looked at her from across the bar and Ali felt herself blush. She had long dark hair and sharp features. She wasn’t just beautiful, she moved with such grace and mesmerizing poise. She sits with her head against the wall and her knees up to support the hardcover book she’s reading. Her eyes follow… Continue reading
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Boys
She felt the music everywhere, in her chest, in her cheeks, on her feet. It was loud, thumping, and crowded. It smelled of sweat and too much cologne. The floor was sticky with spilled drinks and empty plastic cups. They stood by the stairs in the corner of the dance floor. Diana moved side to… Continue reading
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What She Wrote…
What She Wrote… Dear Adam, I miss you. I’m counting down the days until I get to see you again. Although, I’ve loved writing letters to you like they used to back in the day. Your mom keeps telling people you’re on a work trip, and I guess that’s easier to swallow than the truth.… Continue reading
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And They Lived…
Not happily ever after. Not Terribly either. It was somewhere in the mundane middle that seemed to take up most of our lives; the mundane of waking up every morning, working an eight-hour shift, coming home to eat dinner, and getting ready for the next day. Although she has to admit, there is a level… Continue reading
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An Impossible Wife
An Impossible Wife is a great commentary on the challenges of mental illness, not only for those living through it but for anyone around it as well. Told as an interview story from the perspective of Mitch and Sonja’s daughter, this story takes readers into the most vulnerable and intimate relationship I’ve read in a… Continue reading
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I May Not Know What I’m Doing With my Life but I Still Follow Weed Etiquette
Left is law, always pass weed to the left if you’re in a circle! Make sure everyone gets greens at least once in a rotation. Don’t hold onto the piece, joint, blunt, longer than you should. If you’re hosting, it’s always nice to offer drinks and food to fellow stoners. Try to contribute as much… Continue reading
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What if One Day My Memories Fade Away?
Once we were walking by the Denver Public Library, and my father found a disk on the ground titled, Candyland. Thinking it was a children’s film left forgotten, my father picked it up and took it home with us. It took three seconds for him to take it off our DVD player when we realized it was… Continue reading
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I’m Gonna Keep Drinking
“I’m going to keep drinking,” I whisper to myself as I inhale another sip of Cosmo. It’s my third one tonight and my stomach is empty. But I’m fine. It’s fine. I feel a headache coming on already from the sugar in this drink. But I haven’t drunk enough to talk freely yet. Is that… Continue reading
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Iceberg
When I woke up Jake was still asleep. I was kind of glad, I didn’t want to talk to him. I didn’t know how to talk to him anymore. I planned on going to the store today and then doing whatever else for many hours just so I wouldn’t have to be here. I went… Continue reading
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Never Knew the Feeling of a Stable Home
I never knew the feeling of a stable home. Moving here and there, never staying long. I learned how to pack my life up in less than an hour. All that mattered, all I cared about taking were my books and hand-me-down clothes. When you learn to pack up your life that quickly, you also… Continue reading
About Me
Hi there! I’m thrilled to have you join me on my blog. I write fiction, nonfiction, and everything in between.
In my free time, I like to keep busy with a variety of hobbies. I’m an avid reader and writer, I love to knit, crochet, and embroider.
At the end of the day, though, my main priority is spending time with my loved ones. Whether it’s traveling or just spending quality time together, I’m happiest when I’m surrounded by those I care about.
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