by Rachel Ann Girty | Mar 21, 2021 | Week Eight
Un Jour by Leah Profitt I walked the concrete steps again, today. Their Medusa snickers echoed with each passing step, but I ignored them. I got lost at sea in a briny pool of tears, today. Sounds of the wind’s children waving melancholic goodbyes sang. ...
by Rachel Ann Girty | Mar 21, 2021 | Week Eight
All hail Her Grace, Princess Stephanie! Eulogy of a Meteor by Stephanie Ulloa Sahagun I don’t know that I enjoy keeping myself company as much as I did before. I wish I could flaunt all of the new hobbies I’ve picked up: knitting, crocheting, painting,...
