“So, you’re dating the paramedic?” Dylan’s lips stay flat, his eyebrow raised, and he stares straight ahead.

One of the funniest aspects of my writing is I am a perfectionist. The ideal scenario is that a scene will pop into my ...

The fork pauses halfway to my mouth. An urge to laugh bubbles and I choke it back. “Women only want you for your body?”

public glancesall sharp and nastyyet behind those looksyour eyes scanthe landscapeas you take inthe rise ofmy ebony moundsand stare at my nipslonging to caressthem ...

You are looking to create a blog or you already have one established. Congrats! By this point, you have your ideas, and if you ...

THE (NON) DATE WHERE I TALK TO KIRAKids gather at the splash pad below a suspended bucket. It wobbles, teetering with water until it ...

Everyone dreams of being successful and prosperous in this world. Yet, we all ask the age-old question: Is there a certain formula or discipline ...

We’re mirror images, him on one side, me on the other, tilting toward the hunk of wood that serves as our confessional.

Why am I the unbeliever?Because I never trusted you?Cruel and deceitful Always expecting meTo be perfect and holyLike you, oh pious man You told me ...

“You’re late, and you know I don’t like that. Now, we are running behind. You will have to speed through two of your readings ...