My pop then handed me the knife. His right on the blade, his left gripping my fingers around the handle. “Hold it firm and steady. Look it in the eye, but don’t hesitate,” he instructed as his ... [+]
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My pop then handed me the knife. His right on the blade, his left gripping my fingers around the handle. “Hold it firm and steady. Look it in the eye, but don’t hesitate,” he instructed as his ... [+]
My grandfather, despite living in landlocked Belarus, managed to meet and marry a mermaid. A selkie, to be more precise. He never managed to see the sea, but she told him enough for him to be ... [+]
She touched the little box inside her pocket and smiled. Fastening the buttons on her trench coat, she confidently strutted through the bustling streets of New York. Beams of sunshine guided her feet ... [+]
Please trust that this is the only escape.
I was born in a desolate city, plucked from my mother’s womb: a newborn stinking of purposelessness. A life destined to malfunctions of a haywire
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7:00 AM rolls around a little too soon — especially after a night out with the girls. I stumble out of bed and get a good look in the mirror. Last night’s makeup? Check. Texts I don’t remembe ... [+]
THE OLD HOUSE OF CECILIA MONTRIEL
After her husband passed away, Cecilia Montriel locked herself up in the privacy of her home to properly grieve his death. Montriel went unseen for seven years
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When I think of my father singing, it’s in half-audible, incorrect words, loud vowel sounds that mimicked crooning. It always seemed that my father was mocking someone or something, in this case ... [+]