My last apple eaten was an after-school snack in 11th grade. There was the breathlessness of dancing, flinging my body repeatedly over and across the shaggy orange carpet of my parent’s basement… more →
I, a bell awakenedKayla wrote 2 months ago: My last apple eaten was an after-school snack in 11th grade. There was the breathlessness of dancing … more →
Kayla wrote 2 months ago: I followed the rain drops along the uniquely dusk-colored handrail up to the porch elevated enough t … more →
Kayla wrote 2 months ago: After driving to the store to acquire my mom’s requested milk and onions, I pulled to the park … more →
Kayla wrote 4 months ago: I watch waves larger than my eyes know crash into themselves and send their spray in the air like a … more →
Kayla wrote 6 months ago: The land took a steep turn downward through the woods. “We’re going down,” I said … more →
Kayla wrote 6 months ago: I walked in on new summer when she wasn’t expecting me: just as she woke in the morni … more →