by Jacqueline Hyatt He likes the smell of my perfume, How it sticks to the pillowcase Hours after I go. He likes the smell of my perfume; He craves reminders that He is not alone. He likes the smell of my perfume; He has no clue that It is discontinued.
Genesis is the first-place winner in SNHU’s 2015 Fall Fiction Short Story Competition. by Syche Phillips In the beginning, it’s awkward, as so many things are. You don’t know where you’re allowed to sit, where you’re expected to sleep, what there is to eat. You don’t even know what to call…