Anywhere But Here

by Rikki Wooden There is no God in this dry, dreary town. My bare thighs stick uncomfortably to the leather … More

Zaraphilla

Zara enjoyed many things including music, theater, art and the like. She wore flowers in her hair when she felt like it and went bird-watching on the weekends. She rode her bike daily, argued with strangers about the validity of ethics and spent most of her Friday nights crying alone over empty bottles of bourbon. But there was something about her that neither John, nor anyone really, knew about her.

Absolution

by Samantha De La O Althaea admired her own form as she slipped into the silk dress that had been … More