The Burial

Crisp fall wind whips the length of my hair. I wore it in big, loose waves trying to be cute, and I'm sure now it's notsomuch curly as it's tangled odd angles of chocolate strands that have somehow grown twice in volume. It's cold out, not unbearable, but enough to remind you that Texas can … Continue reading The Burial

You Do the Math

"He wants," she chokes on the end of her sentence, "to get married.""Ok," I say carefully, not really understanding her hesitation. "And this is.. not good...?""No.""I'm gonna need more information."Binx pulls hard on her cigarette like it's giving her life breath, and I only allow her to smoke it in my prescence because she looks … Continue reading You Do the Math

Your Honor…

I know what you're thinking when you stop by here and read my blog..."La couldn't possibly be this ridiculous."Oh, but I am.And here's how you know.Unless you are the girl who calls me her rib, you probably aren't privy to my daily doses of mayhem and foolishness. So I present you with hard evidence that … Continue reading Your Honor…