short fiction story: im sitting in a cafe and my coffee cup looks depressed.

I raised a coffee cup to my mouth but when I sipped, a blue bird flew out. Its feathers rang songs of the sea as it flew--a smell of sea salt and cigarette ash swam in the air. For years since we stopped having our morning coffee, all I could see was blue. The world … Continue reading short fiction story: im sitting in a cafe and my coffee cup looks depressed.

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something’s gotta give

i knew exactly what i wanted this post to be about but i couldn't think of a title. then, i was walking through Walmart and saw a title of a movie called "something's gotta give". personally, the movie sounded terrible but the title really resonated with me. something's always gotta give in this world, make … Continue reading something’s gotta give