From the moment I was six, I knew, that with my thick reddish hair and chubby arms, that not only […]


From the moment I was six, I knew, that with my thick reddish hair and chubby arms, that not only […]

An image of Rosemarie flashed behind my eyes. She was naked, on her back, long white legs bouncing in the […]

I worried about my mother. A year after my father died, a few days after I had turned sixteen, I […]

The day my sister received her First Communion, she declared that she was going to grow up and marry God. […]

It’s gotten to the point where my eyes skim over the faces in the room as I walk in, rather […]

I wrote the following piece in response to my first Fiction Workshop prompt at Emerson College (classes started on September […]

I dance in the car. My thighs shimmy with injections of a pile-driving bass. Chest pops out, head juts left, […]

When she looked at Mrs. Keeley, Cassandra thought of soft feathers and sunshine. She liked the way the light coming […]