As her boyfriend’s car barreled and swerved up the golden mountain, Lily glared out her passenger window. “Isn’t it beautiful?” he asked. It seemed as though they were driving on clouds. The altitude pressure squeezed her inner ears. This shouldn’t be happening, repeated over and over in her head as she tried to […]
What crooks Edgar and Silo lacked in brains, (they believed) they made up for in resolve. But instead of planning out crimes, they planned on manifesting one from the universe. We’ll get what we deserve, they’d chant incessantly. When billionaire Pierpont literally fell in their laps on the A-train, of course they kidnapped
Twine cries as she lights her hand-made rocket. I don’t like you that way. She hears Starke’s words again and again as if they just happened. The tears pour as Twine runs for cover. She tried everything to kill her love for him. Eventually she realized her love for him was forever. It would outlast her own
Silly, the word, reminisced. The 1100s, its infancy, were idyllic days. People saw silly as happy and blessed. That changed in the 1200s. People convinced silly it couldn’t be happy without being pious, so it aligned itself with the righteous. But in the 1300s piety lost its zest: to be pious was to be pitied.