and sometimes I write, and publish what I write on here
The acrid blue liquid oozed under the crack in the door like toxic maple syrup on a mission. “Oh crap - it’s coming inside!” Harry yelled looking back at Stephanie, he was growing more panicked by the second. At nineteen Stephanie knew she didn’t have her life figured
Toby stared forward, seemingly transfixed on the dry expanse extending beyond his back fence, a vast wasteland of empty lots serving as a meager homage to a world that once had big plans. Like most people – Toby had big plans, dreams, important things he was going to do, but plans,