party mix

In her hand they rattled, Skittles or Smarties, in a similar variety of colours. Some tasteless when she gingerly licked them, others leaving a residue like sour lollies, forcing lips into a pucker, powdery and permeating. When she held one of them up to the light, she could see through it; if she shook it … Continue reading party mix

when we talked

We bookended our conversations with awkward pauses, but what came in between made it all worthwhile. Neither of us knew how to be normal, not really, so when we were in the company of one another, all facades fell away, and we forgot how to smalltalk – a skill we’d both acquired, with varying degrees … Continue reading when we talked