No Puppy Love

It is well documented that, when living on the tiny island Manhattan, the chances of running into a former lover… Read More

“Dear Diary, I’m a Dirty Cheating Pathetic Liar”

Are you a con man? I had asked, my eyebrow cocked. Because you must realize, I am a terrible target, I… Read More

I sat at the foot of my bed, bathed in sunshine that now felt ironically cheerful, struggling to make sense… Read More

He only owned two pairs of pants and he needed both to last the entirety of his around-the-world trip. As… Read More