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“off the grid gypsies” by Sasha at her kitchen table

Tuesday October 6, 2015
5 minutes
From a text

The bread is rising in the corner and Penelope is singing the song that she always sings. 92 more words



In winter, she applies makeup to match the weather – thick mascara, dark eyeliner and bold lips. 391 more words


"create and manage an expense" by Sasha at 49th Parallel

Saturday October 3, 2015 at 49th Parallel
5 minutes
A financial website

When I get to your bachelor apartment on the fourth floor it will smell like cat pee and Axe Body Spray. 152 more words


“The blonde of your dreams” by Sasha on her couch

Wednesday September 30, 2015
5 minutes
A Guinness billboard

When we make promises in bleach
When we dream in silver and gold
When we pinky swear forever and kiss to… 71 more words

Five Minutes

eight (i)

the words made my mouth taste like ash.

Flash Fiction


you asked for space and time,
so i wrapped it up in stars
and left it on your doorstep.


"willing to launch an attack" by Sasha on her couch

Sunday September 27, 2015
5 minutes
Dead Metaphor
George F. Walker

James spots me, sitting under a maple tree, eating my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. 107 more words