February 14
February 14, every year, it seems the world loses its senses and falls into a spiral of red and pink, roses and candy hearts. These...
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Immolation
Matthew and I had been dating for 10 years, and we had been best friends for as long as I can remember. Today was our anniversary. He was...
To what I owed ye
Dear Henry, I finally found my words. You were right just as Neruda’s love came from herflaws and imperfections so did mine. You...
Life Buoys
Dark room, tepid air, hot sheets. Rays of evening sun sneaking through the closed curtains, Gnawing at him like a lingering parasite. His...
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