"Yeah," Darius said into the phone as Jessica, the receptionist, made no attempt to disguise her eavesdropping. "I just finished the work-trade shift and will take a class with Hannah. After, I'll ... [+]
Our new house really felt like a home, with cockroaches and two pit bulls and a palm tree and a chain-link fence. On that first day, I heated up a can of kidney beans for breakfast and ate it ... [+]
The first day of his life on earth began,
when a spark of magic from his soul ran
out from
... [+]
I went to Philadelphia to see the house that I grew up in.
It's being demolished to make room
... [+]
There is a story and it goes like this. There is a tower of brick and stone, raised up like a mountain. Its peak puts holes in the bottoms of clouds. A princess sits by the window at the top, and ... [+]
They made my street one-way today
It's messing with my mood.
The phone can't find its way back
... [+]
It starts with a missed beat;
A percussive cue lost in the cacophony of city-
scape parades
... [+]
The attic was a mess. Piles and piles of rusted knick-knacks, worn-out books, and moth-ridden clothing took up the majority of the cramped room, leaving only a small path from the ladder to the ... [+]
Just around sundown, Tina burst into Justin’s apartment and informed him that he needed to stop whatever he was doing because something big had just come up. Startled, Justin set down his cereal ... [+]
We were tangled.
No matter what anyone said,
We
Were
Tangled.
It was not
... [+]
My father’s last words to me were “Catalina, estás llena de gracia, comparte tu espíritu.” Or, “Catalina you are full of grace, share your spirit.” He wrote these in the form of a lette ... [+]
"Hi. My name is Max," I state flatly. "Hi Max," responds a cheerful chorus of voices seated in the crooked oval formed by our metal fold up seats. Every Narcotics Anonymous (or NA) meeting starts ... [+]
Every day I wake up weirder than the last.
I am a fish with scales instead of years.
I am a
... [+]
On November 8th, 2016, we dragged our cement blocked feet and casted a ballot which handed history ... [+]
“You know,” my best friend, Maggie, leaned forward in that same enticing way a child does while passing along a secret.
She was always starting her thoughts off like that. You know? They
... [+]