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Co-written with Karen Sanchez, Vivian Chiang, and Amanda Chan
They stand together outside the girls’ locker room, right in front of the lower field. His hands fly in front of him as he touches the speaker on his shoulder and then motions to the phone he’s holding in his right hand. 991 more words
Until last Thursday, I never had a reason for self-cannibalism.
Yes, my dearie, you read that correctly.
Essentially, that Slow-as-a-Slug Sally was walking so darn slow in front of me, I had to gnaw on my own vocal chords and digest ‘em, or else I’d have let fly a scream of irritability hibernating in my lungs, a mad howl to be heard round the world. 776 more words
Co-written with Zazu Lippert
The bell rings. He leaves his class and pulls out his phone. Junior Noah Youngs dials a number and makes a call, one that he makes frequently around lunchtime. 949 more words
Valentine’s Day has long passed.
The only leftovers we’re savoring are bags of Hershey’s Kisses slashed with “50 percent off!” in black Sharpie.
Christmas is already an impervious oil stain on a paper bag, which was previously bloated with red and green sprinkle donuts. 810 more words