august 2025, smoothie shops
A smoothie shop opened in my neighborhood, which was initially exciting, but quickly became not just a let-down but deeply disturbing. Of course, a smoothie shop opens, and I'm faced with a human rights issue.
An Untitled Work of Fiction: Chapter 4
I distinctly remember a cute boy I worked with in my first year of college putting his head on my shoulder. Our legs were also touching, so I thought my entire body would explode.
An Untitled Work of Fiction: Chapter 3
He would claim that he grew up in a "privileged but middle-class" household. He grew up religiously repressed, which tends to make people feel like they're part of some lesser class when usually it means quite the opposite.
An Untitled Work of Fiction: Chapter 2
Besides his charm, he was sweet, funny, and actually quite respectful of women. “Maybe he’s bi,” I wondered, but that shouldn’t have mattered, regardless, because most damning of all, he had a girlfriend. A live-in girlfriend.
