10,000 Auditions: Gia v. Angelina

Growing up as a very geeky, coke bottle glasses wearing, nail biting, acne prone child, I never saw myself as pretty. Even today I look back at photos of me as a teenager and think, “Jesus, my legs were awesome” while covering up my face and hair with my thumb. […]

Found Objects

I wrote this short story for Maggie who once saw the ghost of my grandmother in a bathroom stall in Ireland. Someday I hope she’ll appear again for me, too.

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