If I Look
Put your arms around me. Just don’t look too closely.
Put your arms around me. Just don’t look too closely.
With her husband consumed by a murder investigation, Carla turns to AI for company and begins sharing details of his case.
I won’t tell you what I need. You’ll hear everything else.
Tommy’s genie won’t grant love wishes. At least, not while he’s sober.
It’s been over four months since I lost Perry. My daughter still prays for him. I still can’t talk about him without crying.
He went into the cornfield to keep others safe from the person he could become. The community wouldn’t leave him there.
I meant every word. I’m still trying to understand how I wounded you.
I was your first friend. I think you told me that. But I don’t think you remember me.
A poem about feeling unfamiliar to yourself, living with regret, and fading as you're forgotten.
She said we needed to meet. I brought a picnic basket, wine, and pillows, just in case. She would be meeting me.
You can drown me, burn me, and bury me. The mistake is believing any will keep me gone.
A dark fairy tale about a naive boy, the bear he raised, and a visit to his sick grandma.