Lucky Room Seven

She is on the run. A Bonnie despicably afraid of her Clyde. The backdrop of the departing sun and the unease of the cool wind, tickling her neck, a constant shadow of regret haunting her dreams and becoming a nightmare made flesh. Lucky number seven, the seventh day of the seventh month of the year […]

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Night Bloomer

Leila felt particularly witchy as she donned her favorite dress, bodice tight, her abundance of hair, a myriad of colors, curls loose and tight, and her eyes coated in gold and slashed with kohl. … Tonight is the night, she whispers to herself. … Head in the clouds as she races to her destination, her […]

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