By Tabatha Jenkins
I collect people like books.
I gather love from each one as if they were a meadow.
I once knew a woman who would rise at dawn to wander through her neighbor’s field, picking...
LITTLE BITS FOR DINNERBy Anna Villegas
My big brother’s romantic history includes a series of reasonably tolerable partners (except Marianne: anyone sporting blood red fingernails on purpose is disqualified...
ADVICE FROM MR. WHISKERS
By Wayne Hall
Nonchalantly Melvin Langley pressed the green button on the over-sized remote causing the television to come to life drowning out the silence that loomed throughout the small apartment like...