by Alexander Hurla I slept on the hardwood floor last night in this house that should have been ours. I hugged my knees the whole time and shivered because the bed we shared is ninety miles away, and a sleeping bag can’t replace you. The only woman in the house now sits on the mantle— a statue…
by Sarah Leslie We were the only two who could ever get into your head. Jack convinced you I manipulated you. But all he ever did was flush away reason and stir up a rage. It was never easy to pick between the two of us. You and Jack went…
