“Are you gonna sweep that up?” I ask, as she tracks sand onto my welcome mat. “It’s the ocean’s fairy dust,” she says, and smiles with sunshine caught in
Eli did not know what he was getting himself into. He was cautious, of course, but he had no clue that this supposed “low-stress, boring job” was going to
permanent identity crisis choose your own adventure book but i can’t pass for white but i can’t pass for black sophie’s choice i’ve never seen sophie’s choice but i
At the beginning of COVID, I started writing fanfiction. Before this, I never pictured myself as someone who would be interested in creative writing. I wrote essays for school,
