I’m Going to Slice Through the Water and Sink to the Bottom

I often feel like there is a weight on my chest. It’s suffocating, I can’t breathe well. I’m trying so hard to unravel the secret of moving forward. I’ve tried suppressing, forgetting, and turning over the course of events over and over in my mind. I can’t seem to get rid of things that have…

The Aftermath Was a Cliche but The Sex Was Not

Here’s a quick story about how I lost my virginity. I was eighteen. All that follows excluding the names is, cross my heart, true. It was spring break and I know that distinctly because we had a recurring joke about sun roofs and standing through them, on a back road or a half empty free…