When I was kid, I often filled my time by visiting alternate universes to see what different versions of myself would look like. Sometimes, I’d pretend that I lived on a farm, and I didn’t own a washing machine; I would get all of the costumes that I had collected over the years…
An in-depth look into the Rise and Fall of Version 2.022 of Myself
Behind "The Bridge to North"
Lately I have been thinking about this. It’s almost too embarrassing and raw to talk about; I rarely tell this story because it still makes me cry…
I had this day all planned out in my head. It would be completely relaxing. It would be filled with the things that would calm me down before I took a…
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Does anyone actually know why I left? Back home there’s a field I visited one summer night. The sprinklers turned on unexpectedly, raining down on an…
I find myself here in my apartment. There’s significantly less furniture; I have my nightly cup of tea soured to my liking with lemon. I have my aged…
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It’s 12 in the morning and I have a cardboard box full of shells; the hollow objects house memories of hollowed out names, places, and experiences, and…
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