Lindsey Hates Group
The ring of people seated in folding chairs is a familiar enough scene, evoking not collaboration and group comfort but instead a sense of both persecution and loathing. Lindsey hates […]
The ring of people seated in folding chairs is a familiar enough scene, evoking not collaboration and group comfort but instead a sense of both persecution and loathing. Lindsey hates […]
She’s playing and she sways and rocks and coaxes music from the living, breathing animal that sings in her lap, her dark eyes lifting to focus on his face, a […]
She had run, sick with grief, all the way home. The announcement had come without regard to the news cycle; she wasn’t ready for something like this. A hundred thousand […]
They don’t all die. In an infinite universe, an infinite number of them die, but an infinite number, just as well, live. This one never had a chance at a […]
Bela woke up one morning with a pain in his left eye. He remembered why when he got into the bathroom, and saw the black circle around it. With a […]