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The day Luyando slit her wrist, she let the water run while she sat in the tab, a comfortable warmth wrapping her in. She did not realize...

I thought about how laborious it had become to do for her. My mother taught me to do for a woman, taught me that my actions were the loudest

Dear management, I fear the day will come when you will tire of my inability to properly express myself verbally and my need to resort to...

I had always thought it funny how easy it was to speak and look down from our thrones of morality upon those in whose shoes we had not walke

To Pops As per his routine at the time, Pops grabbed his coat off the hook on the back of the front door and started to head out just...

To: Lu. Hey you, I suppose there’s very little, if anything at all, I could do to surprise you now seeing how well you know me. I hadn’t...

“Perhaps the worst thing about grief is that the world, life in general just... goes on as though nothing ever happened, as though nothing e

Mainza was 19 years old when he first felt it, the empty space. It was as though someone had stuck a pen through his heart, leaving a...

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” he said to her with an unintended bemused smile spreading across his face. He had met Lu in...

Perhaps the false security of love is that it gives us the illusion that we can never be touched by grief. Perhaps the false security of..