NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 26: “the long-lost roommate. (fiction)”

The girl I once loved fled our dorm room in the dead of night with nothing but a golden harmonica and a film camera around her neck. I went through months of interrogations from the police until they decided this case was just of another young dreamer who’s yet to...

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 25: “thanksgiving. (fiction)”

It was difficult to have an underground cannibal as your father, and even more difficult to digest the stuffed barber that was laid across our dinner table all because he had trimmed my father’s beard a centimeter too short.

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 22: “the fall of icarus.”

When Icarus flew too close to the sun, was anyone there to catch him? When the wax, the feathers, and the sticks from his arms melted away to nothingness, who was there to hear him scream? I hope that wherever he fell—whether deep ocean blue or tides of sand or...

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 15: “knots.”

‘You’re terrible at this,’ you groan as I tie the end of your braided hair. I huff and roll my eyes. A ‘thank you’ would have been more welcome. I watch as you gently caress the knots, humming in deep thought. ‘Maybe I should cut my hair after all,’ you say. ‘Whatever...

NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 14: “present.”

You call yourself ‘self-sufficient’ but who is it you coax to get off a comfy bed at 11 PM to accompany you in grabbing discounted pre-packaged meals at the grocery? Who is it that indulges you when you choose true crime documentaries night after night? Who is it that...