She is made of ugly words and unforgiving truths and if she does not write them down, she will drown in them. There is a man beside her, and his arm brushes hers. He smells like her dad’s cologne and...

The bell over the door chimes as it opens, and I look up to greet the customer walking in. The morning is young, and the sky is a soft purple as the sun rises, warm and comforting amidst the harsh chill...

The sun was merciless today. It was a challenge to keep her eyes open and even more so to put one foot in front of the other. Mama would be mad at her if she was late again but what could she do? Walking...

He was an unassuming man. About six feet tall, he was slim with long, unkempt hair painted in various shades of dark night. The kind of man you’d pass on the street without a second thought. He wandered....

You knew you would never be able to go back to the way it was before. You knew from the day the side comments started: “I think you’d look better in this shirt instead.” You knew when he suggested...

Margot hated flowers. They were always too pink, too yellow, artificially pumped full of color that everyone knew, deep inside, was an illusion. Flowers weren’t hardy enough to grow strong on their own,...