By Phibby Venable An angel was perched delicately on the straight back chair in the corner, but everyone pretended not to see her. At least it appeared that way to fifteen – year old Katie, who couldn’t take her eyes off the golden wings and slim figure. “Mama, don’t you…
by Courtney Edwards There’s a lot to be depressed about when you’re a lonely fruit fly and you can’t take the heat, walking slower toward the scientist’s open flame because you see the inevitable burn on your tiny body and still you must move forward Through magnified eyes they…