
At Your New School
Photo by Andrew Neel on Unsplash by Suzanne Hicks You were reading during study period on the day they announced she’d died. A car didn’t see her crossing
Photo by Andrew Neel on Unsplash by Suzanne Hicks You were reading during study period on the day they announced she’d died. A car didn’t see her crossing
Photo by Freepix by Joanathan Cardew We gave each other words to spell. Sexy words like frangipane and assimilate, words with weird workings, woke words, wobbly
Photo by Freepix.com by Jonathan Cardew Stupid name for a celestial body, I say. I clink my champagne flute accidentally against a vase. I hate
Photo by ifer endahl on Unsplash by Jonathan Cardew You stand there, framed in green. I know you have a story to attend to. Your shoulders are rounded,
Photo by Sebastian Herrmann on Unsplash by Kathryn Kulpa Godzilla rises, forged in nuclear flame, breathes fire, stomps cities. Godzilla fights all the monsters, wins every time. Godzilla
Photo by Documerica on Unsplash by Kip Knott For more than two centuries I have tried to remember exactly how I died on the job in my beloved
Photo by Aurélien Lemasson-Théobald on Unsplash by Bronwen Griffiths The morning I decide I want to divorce my husband the weather is chill and dull like our marriage
freepix.com by Suzanne C Martinez When we were kids, our mother claimed, she was forced to cook dinner for her family of seven every night
Photo by Karly Jones on Unsplash by Coleman Bigelow After months spent searching, he’d begun to wonder if they’d ever find a house until the agent shared the
Photo by stefan moertl on Unsplash by Mary Lynn Reed Even after the boys grew their hair long and started singing in falsetto, Jules refused to give up
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