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I doubt my authenticity. I doubt that I speak what is true. I believe that I am fearful. I believe that my thoughts are filtered or strange. I wonder if there is any word I can say that is honest. […]
Kate Norton's writing and sketches
I doubt my authenticity. I doubt that I speak what is true. I believe that I am fearful. I believe that my thoughts are filtered or strange. I wonder if there is any word I can say that is honest. […]
Bobby was walking with Jessie, his sister, and said: “What if, after all the complicated philisophical mumbo jumbo that we do, the biggest thing we do in our lives is wait? That’s what I wonder. Whether or not it matters […]
The rusted brown Jeep Wagoneer had been sitting in the yard between his parent’s house and his house for decades. Phil felt a unfamiliar sense of excitement as he considered it. He had just chased a cat across the lawn […]
be very very carefulthere’s a trans girl standing still she’s very very dangerousshe might make you look at you
She thought her hands were shrinking, and they were. Every time she washed her hands, a bit of them washed away. But hands being hands, they stayed as hands, just less. Her family didn’t believe her. Though she held them […]
She said yes to herself and got herself a mirror to match. Legs triggered miracles that skimmed on another yes and another and another and another like bits of shale skip on a lake. Her sheets were oily, but also […]
Such is my life that I acquire a bug that bites me every time I order take out Indian food! It never used to happen, but then one day a bug slipped through the door when I opened it for […]
They liken car sounds to the ocean at times. The roaring ocean of the highway or whatever. But I always thought it was more like engine ghosts moaning. It’s got that hollow coasting oooooooo sound that could be like some […]
For space, one puts the butter in the butter container. But does one put the car in the garage if one is my daughter Corinne? One does not. One puts the car on the driveway where it is in my […]
Becky dumped the sour milk, but it wasn’t hers to dump. Allison didn’t learn about the dumped milk until after Becky left and Allison was holding a cup of coffee blacker than Allison desired. Kate woke up hearing Allison curse — “fuck […]