In her dream she saw everything. She saw the baggie of loose change, the different kinds of chocolate, the rainbow of eggs spread out on the kitchen table. Her mom filled egg after egg, and hid them easily all around the house. Then, she took the bag of flour and dipped three fingers in, then dabbed them on the floor, one after the other, more than the eggs, she made...
“What’s wrong with her? It’s almost like she doesn’t want you to be happy no matter who you’re with. She only cares about herself.” “I know, that’s why I’m done with her.” “You’re not going to say anything back? She said horrible things to you, she was a total bitch to you!” “No, I’m not a confrontational person like that.” “How can you let her get away with that? She...
This neglect has gone on far too long, the neglect of my heart, the neglect of my spirt. It’s no one’s fault but mine, I could have changed things at any time, but I am a lazy fuck, and my own worst enemy. This is my first true story: I am never enough. I’m a bad friend, I’m unemployable, I’m selfish, I’m scared all the time. I need to be...
I took my time walking to the door, because inside, the house was empty. It was raining and I didn’t have an umbrella, but there were so few things I cared about, the wet didn’t bother me at all. I slid the key into the lock, and when I pushed open the door the phone was ringing, but didn’t I rush to answer it. There was nothing to rush for,...
She looked better in my body than I did. She wore the curves more comfortably, ignored the rolls of fat completely, and smiled like she knew she was the most interesting person in the room wherever she went. She makes me see that I could have lived another life, or could I? Wouldn’t another soul have to literally embody me to make me another me? Wait. Where am I? Why’s...
