I’m writing this in the hour before dawn. If the clock strikes nine, I might not get the chance to write it at all. I need you to understand who I was before any of this, so that what happens next doesn’t read like an excuse. I hold a Master’s […]
May the ‘Muffin Man’ Take Me Tomorrow Read More »
I don’t have long to write this, so I’m going to write it fast. I keep smelling jasmine and camphor as I’m typing this on my phone. It started twenty minutes ago. It’s getting stronger. I know what that means now. I wish I knew it earlier, when I smelled
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Whoever ran me over on Harrison Drive, better luck next time. I mean that with more sincerity than you’ll probably believe. You didn’t fail because you were careless. You failed because you stopped a few feet too early, hesitated a second too long, or maybe just got unlucky with the
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My name is Jamal, and this is my dying declaration. Or maybe it isn’t. I’m not really sure, to be honest. I’m not sure if what’s coming for me is worse than dying, or better, or something different entirely. That’s not me being dramatic. It’s just who I am. I’ve
I am the new head barber of “The Seven Scissors.” Please don’t come to our shop. Read More »
“Emotionally scarred creatures. They have a way of helping each other heal.” I looked at Dr. Mollah, waiting for him to finish talking. “That’s why you should get a pet from the shelter. And trust me, you do need a pet. Living alone will only worsen your symptoms.” I thanked
The Police Stopped Writing the Moment I Said “Aldermore” Read More »
People at work call me the ‘Ninja Nurse’.I didn’t hate the nickname at first. There’s something almost dignified about it. Ninjas are disciplined and precise. They’re quick, and they move without being seen. If you’re going to be called something behind your back, you could do worse.But I know why
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