I thought I found a friend I thought I found a best friend Matter of fact I thought I found a sister An older sister
Category: Narrative

Bitchy. Catty. Vindictive. Homewrecker. We’ve all called or been called some version of this in our lives. But why? Maybe because female friendships have always

(This piece was originally published in Spectrum, a literary anthology comprised of winning/honorable mention submissions to the Young Writer’s Conference and was awarded the FACET award.)

1. Coming out to your parents is so hard because 9 times out of 10 they will tell you, “Oh honey! You’re just confused” Or

In my generation, a lot of kids have lost touch with their roots. Sadly, I have to admit that I am one of them. I