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Marcus found himself running at 5 AM again, the pavement wet from overnight rain, his breath forming clouds in the cold morning air. At forty-two, this was how he processed the wei...
The cracked screen of her iphone illuminated Mara's face at 3 AM, casting ghostly shadows across the hotel room she'd called home for three weeks since David moved out. She was scr...
Maya found him at 3 AM, floating face-down in her apartment complex pool. The security guard had left the gate unlatched again. She'd come down to swim laps when the insomnia got t...
The goldfish died on a Tuesday, which felt unnecessarily poetic. I'd named him Hawthorne after the philosopher, though he showed no interest in the nature of evil or the human cond...
The papaya sat on Mara's kitchen counter, its yellow skin mottled with brown, like a bruise that wouldn't heal. Three weeks since Elena's funeral, and still the fruit bowl overflow...
The orange sun dipped behind the corporate campus as Elena clutched her racket, watching the man across the net. Marcus. The same man who'd derailed her promotion three months ago ...
Elena adjusted the brim of her straw hat against the merciless Vegas sun, the third gin and tonic sweating onto the mosaic table beside her. The CEO retreat weekend. Of course they...
The coiled **cable** behind the television set had been threatening to snap for months, much like everything else in the apartment. Sarah's patience, my tolerance for the job, the ...
The email from HR arrived at 4:58 PM, just as Elena was gathering her things to leave. "Wellness Initiative: Join Our Corporate Padel League!" it proclaimed, complete with a photos...
Marie lay on a lounge chair at the hotel pool, the blue water glinting like something she couldn't quite reach. This was supposed to be their anniversary trip—five years—but David ...
Marcus hung from the telephone pole by his safety harness, the late October wind cutting through his work jacket. Another goddamn cable installation in a town that felt increasingl...
The infinity pool at the Marbella resort glittered like shattered glass under the Spanish sun. Elena swam laps with mechanical precision, each stroke a deliberate rejection of the ...