Summer hazes and long days at the beach, salty air and melted ice cream, and a glass shard that shattered the wall I had carefully built for myself.       I remembered the last day we went to the beach together, eating ice cream and skipping stones. Eliza was standing by the ocean, the sunset illuminating her nymph face. Her wispy hair was waving in the wind, like a flag of surrender. There was a sense of impending doom, as if the world was about to end right now. The tides s

The air was wavy above the concrete outside. The fan inside the garage creaked back and forth as it did its best to cool down the area. Not even the garage floor was cool enough against my skin. It was hot enough that the twins weren’t huddled together on the same step like they usually were. Carmen was on the step above, leaning forward as her sister, Ana, leaned backwards, both watching their mother work on the wreck of a car. She had purchased it from Edén’s Junkyard from

The prolonged hall acknowledges those distressed, reciprocating with suggestions of being blessed.  The soulless, black hall hears the screams of drowning,  Empty and helpless, but condemned as discounting. Passed the Hall of Oblivion, enters another majestic room, Articulately marbled flooring with memories of a fairytale ballroom. An enchanting rose-tinted glass rooftop, encompassed by blooming lilacs, Amidst stands a life-size statue crafted with wax.  The golden sculpture

darkness is what greets him when he blinks open his eyes. where is he?  there are no lights, wherever this is.  he feels the all-too-familiar sheets beneath him and the all-too-familiar attachments in his arms. there’s no tube stuck down his throat this time around, thank god. he hears the steady beep beep  beside him. he’s in a hospital—but how did he get here?  the headrest of the hospital bed he’s on is elevated slightly. the all-too-familiar hospital gown, cold and thin,

“We’re, uh.. We’re official now, if you wanted to know.” That’s not what people usually say after treating a “good friend” to dinner—but that dramatizes it, implying things they’d rather leave ambiguous; he’d offer to pay for their entire friend group, not just them. It was dinner for all of them, for they decided to celebrate their anniversary (...of knowing all of each other) going out till the night grew old. He’s the glue keeping them all together, they believe, being th