Are Your Friends Hurting You?

Waking Up I reluctantly reached out from underneath my warm blankets to appease my phone blatantly trying to wake me up. Contemplating whether or not life is better than the comfort, warmth, and peace of my bed that offers me rest, I roll out of bed anyways. I wander...

Walking Flavors

Kneeling, I clenched her one open hand with both of mine. Her body frail and tiny compared to mine. Hunched onto a tiny seat, hair falling on both sides of her shoulders, colorful earrings draping from her ears. Tattoos covering most of her uncovered, pale skin. I...