You know that feeling when you wake abruptly from an unusually vivid dream? But when you try to make sense of it, the memory falls just out of grasp before dissolving entirely? That has been my life for the past month.
The panda sat silently at the bar, pawing at a bowl of salted nuts. The only other patron looking on with a cocked head and
Dear Writer’s Block, It’s not you, it’s me. I just can’t go on living like this. And I should start being honest with myself. I
He pulled the body out of the ashes and pried open its charred hand. The cave smelled like seared pork mixed with a lavish aroma
My doctor keeps saying it’s dehydration, that what I’ve begun to see frequently are hallucinations and that if I don’t start drinking water again, I