My sister said
it was a pebble,
but I saw it grow from pebble to rock,…
Dirty Work
As I typed out a series of lewd fruit puns—one of them involving blueberries, I’m almost certain—I heard footsteps coming down the hall.
Bonchon Chats
The grim reaper once told her that she’d fall in love in her fifteenth life. But here she was, seated on a squeaky office chair in front of a desk too low for her elbows, back hunched and eyes squinting at the monitor….