Even numbers are a mathematical and even, a linguistic joke.
Let me explain. Even numbers cannot be themselves for a very long time...
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When I was small, while every other kid was collecting pretty seashells on the shore, I picked up pebbles...
There were times when we thought everything would be alright. That the decisions had no consequences, that every time when a risk was taken, the bank account was emptied, a trip made to an unknown part of town; nothing would happen...
The grass was artificial, a layer of tiny green hair laid over infinite little lumps of black rubber that always found their way into my shoes, where they stubbornly nested until I could finally coax them out...
Weaving together eight short stories of characters from all walks of life yet all bound to Vietnam in one way or another, “The Refugees” encompasses how living, internalizing and inheriting the refugee experience alter the essence of life...
A little while ago I saw a post by somebody who said they weren't typically a romance fan but had been reading a lot of romance lately because it was so readily available. They said they mostly liked it, but they couldn't understand the point of the ever-present Second Act Breakup and were frustrated...
Written in celebration of Phineas and Ferb being renewed for 2 more seasons
My theory: Vampires are inherently queer characters. Their queerness is represented in countless texts including Bram Stoker’s novel, Dracula (1897), Sheridan Le Fanu’s novella, Carmilla (1872), the film Interview with the Vampire (1994), and Rainbow Rowell’s novel Carry On (2015)...
The world loves a beautiful woman. The world loves a beautiful dead woman. The world loves a dead woman. As women, when we surpass the age of 18 our birthdays begin to feel more like funerals. Perceived as expiring just as we have begun to bloom, and before we have begun to wilt...