Watch Me Whip: A Countersink Scene

Luis. That kid was a real firecracker. He had a way of setting people on fire and not because of his flame throwing contraptions—he could never actually set fire to anyone with those. Maybe Ashby, but surely no one else. No, it was something internal that set people off.  Seventeen years old and already he’d... Continue Reading →

When I realized I wasn’t a good person: a poem

When I realized I wasn’t a good person, it freed me to become one. We’re all just doing our best and as we lather, rinse, repeat, our bests get better. My blood is a venom that eats through bone. By injury, chapped lips, or just standing too close for too long. If the blood doesn’t get to... Continue Reading →

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