It is stunning.
Nothing but orange peels ripped in uneven shapes discarded into a tall glass. Most of the peels facing outward, on display. Exquisite with deep, ripe, dimpled chunks of skin protected behind a glass case. 630 more words
Another installment of Legends of the Blackcat where I reminisce about trick or treating growing up and talking about defective Halloween costumes and so on. 55 more words
Once I turned 25, I felt like life had slapped me in the face. I heard a voice in the back of my mind ask, … 601 more words
In the last couple of weeks, I have been to an abnormally large number of dinner parties, presumably my friends’ efforts to grow up? It involves meeting up at someone’s lavishly decorated kitchen with drawers and cupboards filled with contraptions that I daren’t ask the use of. 129 more words