I look up at the purple sky and let the cold wind freeze my cheeks. Maybe the world has some hope left after all. Continue reading Fever Dream (dawn-mxmtoon)
I am all at once a fraud and a chosen one. And I don’t know how to handle being both. Continue reading I have created a false reality of ambition and desire.
I am from the cracks growing up brown walls and the thirst that cries from yellow grass. I am from old cars that don’t work and clubhouses with wasps nests that sing all night. I am from screams on the porch at midnight after family parties downtown. I am from a home where avocado trees and cousins make a good game of hide-n-seek. I am … Continue reading Where I’m From
Hello Hello! Welcome to “Kate Re-Living The Point In The Program Where She Had A Complete Breakdown And Couldn’t Handle Her Own Emotions!” I’m your host, Kate Santos! *80s’ game show music* Before I get too ahead of myself, let’s take it from where I left off. We’ll do a Previously on Writer’s Cup Of Tea: On Wednesday, I wrote about the complete bliss and … Continue reading Last Few Days At NSLC Fordham