Mom drove me to school day after day, her eyes red and swollen. Today, I saw red lips instead of red eyes, and a smile. A harbinger of hope!
It’s been so long since I asked you to sign up to Twitter and start following me and now, I can finally ask the question: Will you ma
I put her things in a box. Notes, letters, photos. A lock of my hair. I wanted it to last forever but they sealed the casket yesterday.
Small steps forward. Typing on a BlackBerry. Rolling Rock. “National Treasure.” Cheesecake. Vibrator. Sleep. A day and a day and a day.
He smiled at her during breakfast. She smiled back, signed the receipt. Each of them knew it was the last time they’d see that name forever.
Kiss me. If only the words were her own. Lips about to meet, she moved away, smiling graciously. Applause. His heart sank. The curtain fell.