Life, on the Tip of my Tongue
Metallic. That’s the only way I can describe it. I have this metallic taste in my mouth and I get nauseated. Copper, …
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Metallic. That’s the only way I can describe it. I have this metallic taste in my mouth and I get nauseated. Copper, …
Before I traveled to deep space, I thought the most difficult adjustment would be in terms of, you know… space. That almost …
Lady Heather Hyacinth Heath returned to Heath Manor after wintering in a Bahamian spa. She had left the estate in the care …
The underground bunker smelled like a sewer. The dank air stuck to my body like another layer of skin. We cowered there, …
I thought she had the biggest blue eyes I had ever seen. But after I removed them and compared them to the …
My life is a [mostly] true story told in excrutiating detail doled out in daily dollops as a long-running serial I am …
Winter drew one last frigid breath And blew icy goodbye kisses Before the first robin had sung While the trees remained barren …
I reread the text for the ad: Free to good home. Serious inquiries only. No delivery, must be willing to come and …
So I met her at the local coffee shop. You know, the one on this side of the street and not the …
I got picked twice recently for a silly Liebster Award. [See the post from John Wiswell here and the post from Steve …
Ashleigh padded down the hallway to her brother’s room. The door squeaked as she pushed it open. “Todd?” she whispered. Moonlight fell …
To the tune of “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” You better not sext you better not spoof you better not troll …