Really Weird Ways to Celebrate Summer

Really Weird Ways to Celebrate Summer

Saturday night in a crowded bar, standing betwixt desiccated beer droppings and sweaty bro-funk, the guy I’d spent 20 minutes talk-shouting to—there’s no other way to converse in a Bon Jovi-blasting pub—grabs my hand, tenderly and with both of his, looks right into my eyes and says, “You’re kind of weird, aren’t you?”

Sunshine Envy? Make It a Summer-Inspired Movie Night

Sunshine Envy? Make It a Summer-Inspired Movie Night

Excuse me Southern California but do you know you’re … Southern California? That means, as stated in the official Mother Nature’s Guide to SoCal Weekends, you must be ceaselessly sunny on Saturdays and also provide as good or better weather than all states along the Eastern coastline. (How can we possibly maintain our reputation as the “Best

The Water Bends

The Water Bends

As if to say ‘let’s start anew’ the water bends then breaks in two and all the while the girl walks through but if not her, well, why not you? Sasha hadn’t spoken to Bernardo in days. She didn’t want him to think her rude or impertinent or any of

Lost and Found on Flower Street

Lost and Found on Flower Street

By Melissa Marni They weren’t punctuated flickers of light after all, if such a phenomenon existed. Nor were they spotlights hinting at a faraway land where she’d find escape. They were beads (of course they were beads), hanging in strips of blue, green, yellow and some kind of magenta-orange from

Nothing But Mist

Nothing But Mist

The witch called upon the mist to wrap its arms tightly around the beachgoers, providing the shelter she needed to slip unseen along the wharf and onto the princess’ ship. She had, at this very moment, but one thought on her mind: Soon the princess would burn. In all fairness,

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AN INTERVIEW NEAR SIGNAL STREET

The subway car came to an abrupt halt.      “Signal Street!”      With a polite nod to the plumpish redhead whose morose stares he had endured for the larger part of his 57-minute trip from Eagleshead to Signal Street (“So sorry miss, didn’t mean to bump you there”),

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