They don’t talk about it anymore. Ever since the third wave, it was considered a dud, and…Oh, God. A dud....
Article courtesy of Tia Colbert of Creative Writing Club Phaybien paced around the room at a rate of forty-five footsteps...
It was the music, wasn’t it? The music changed first. Yes, it did. I remember. I have lived longer than...
Excerpts from an overactive imagination. SCENE: Street corner. There is a block party going on; LORRAINE and ETTA are behind...
Mommy says no one remembers the world before it ended. Everyone here is New and those before them didn’t like...
Sometimes there are things in the universe that are Not Right. They are subtle. Always subtle. Always the thing you...
Okay hear me out okay. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I wasn’t supposed to be like this, okay?...
Excerpts from an overactive imagination. SCENE: Hazy bar. Very intimidating bikers and truckers are milling about. LORRAINE is smiling,...