Gallows of Love

The DJ cut Rhianna off mid-sentence and announced that it was time for the first dance. Everybody in the large hall settled, twisting in their seats to see the dance floor or getting up to surround it, phones in hand and set to record. The bride, surrounded by the tufts of champagne lace he rememberedContinue reading “Gallows of Love”

We’re Going To Be Friends: A Body of Thieves

At first, all he was aware of was his stomach being pulled up into his throat and the sickening, nauseating squeeze and roll it was doing. His heart was pounding to beat out of his chest, pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears even over the air rushing by. His ears and nose immediately froze and became numb. He was squeezing his eyes shut so hard he could see silent green fireworks blooming over and over and over. The panic and fear inside had become so absolute and so pure it had replaced every single rational thought with nothing but loud television static.

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Give Me the Fucking Instructions! The Wide Awake Nightmare of Crafting and Recipe Websites

I don’t want to hear about how crafts got you closer to your Great Aunt Esther. I don’t want to watch your YouTube tutorial. And I definitely don’t want to download your shady as fuck PDF.

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An Attic in the Middle of the Night

Children, especially very young children, don’t know anything. More, they don’t know what they don’t know. Their brains are black holes, taking in everything, spaghettifying the concepts, and coming away with the wrong idea. They must be taught everything, especially the things adults take for granted. How physics works. How people work. Don’t touch that.Continue reading “An Attic in the Middle of the Night”

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