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musings on alive summer nights As hot sand hits my already warm feet, I feel electricity in my body and […]

This is a literary psychological fiction story I’m developing and figuring out where it takes me. Here’s part 1, part 2 and part 3,

Spoiler alerts included The day I went to see TDWP2, uhm how do you say it?.. Oh yeas. I was

At brunch (we kind of skipped breakfast daily in Bora Bora), we met at our usual hotel spot, with a

See, I have very few friends. I can count them on one hand. But this trip was something else.  We

Two strangers in the quick food aisle Literary psychological fiction Out in the vast ocean, my lethargic bones are lying

Here’s my secret to wanting to do stuff when you don’t want to do stuff The sun hit my pale

What powers lie in refusing to be tamed? That’s the headline I saw in a contemporary art gallery this weekend.

Clear Boundaries Seem Rude Only to People Who Were Counting on Their Lack Imagine you’re in a ballroom, and everyone

Alone in the room with my prosecutor My prosecutor said I should lie my bones alone, in this cell, and