Love Expires Like a Visa

"Her first interaction with Simon was through the internet. Just some words exchanged online in an AOL chat room between two teenagers living on opposite hemispheres."


"They walk in silence, following the rough path towards the ocean. He doesn’t think of all the times they’ve walked this path together in the past."

Hollow Point

"She watched as the bright red number 3 crossed her window, painting the walls red with blood. As the train bended around the NYCHA complex and headed underground, it left behind a deafening darkness."


"Thrifting is something that meant everything to me. I would imagine those who owned the items before me. Who were they? What were they like? Did the clothes define them, elevate them, make them feel like they were worth something, like they did for me? Or were they just clothes to them?"

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