A Game of Croquet

A Game of Croquet

Jessica, meanwhile, cut against the interpretive grain. She saw in Stephen’s lurching movements, his silent fury, his body at war with itself, something that looked like her.

Plain

Plain

I was not just leaving behind a friend, but someone who loves the parts of me I don’t. Sometimes adulthood just feels like a dawn of frequent partings.

Go Forth

Go Forth

A lot of commercials lately seem to be taking on social issues, and I think it’s important for us to see our world through the lens of an advertiser.

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