He promised he’d keep his heart, but circumstances have changed.

I don’t exit this world; it’s the only way I sleep. One of two boys in the darkness, hanging our feet off the ledge, staring at nothing.

Should you chose to stay, / make sure to adjust your life expectancy accordingly.

Lacuna is an old city, and it wears its years badly.

The oldest boy, closest to my age, was obsessed with catching snakehead, although he had never caught any.

Over time, her beautiful body will wear away back into nothingness, and this is all to be expected. There is no reason for you to be alarmed.

This is a city of many faces. It folds itself into dark corners. It stretches out its fingers of neon signs and asphalt. It unrolls itself like a magic carpet. It changes from day to day. It had a heart that beats in the center, though no one knows …

CONTENT WARNING: “You work as what, a fisherman?” I nearly jump clean out my skin at the sound of she voice, tough like sugarcane when you done chew the fibres dry. “Fisherm …?” I stutter. She sweet like cane, too? Shame make me fling the thought ’w…

CONTENT WARNING: If there is already a layer of artifice to you, if already you are pretending, but failing at pretending, why would it matter if someone, or something—I am talking about a BetterYou—pretends to be you, but does a better job at it? W…

Huddled in the cleanest of the bathroom’s stalls, Lindsey flips open a new browsing window on her phone. Russian Royalty in the East End Mall Starbucks – w4w, she types. via Pocket

Mom's house didn't look like a murderer's.

When that summer ended, Brazilians felt nothing but joy.

As a noun, ajé meant energy, sorcery, power. But to its adepts, it had always meant me, we, us, a way of wishing others well.