“It was there, at the top of the hill, that I came across the 42 men.” Today’s #FlashFriday piece is “42 Men at a Cemetery” by Elizabeth Wadsworth Ellis. ...
What would’ve happened if we’d never met – only shared a glance and a smile across a packed auditorium, the fresh lacquer smell of the stage mingling with stale cigarette ...
Without our secrets, we did not have a body. Without our secrets, we did not need a body. Continue Reading What We Saw
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There’s a wrinkle in his hand that looks like the wrinkle in a moonflower when it blooms at dusk. It was there all along like the three creases in my ...
In this little snapshot of domestic life, a man and a woman discuss gender and sexuality, masculinity and femininity. What lies beneath their reflections?
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