Inspired by Students 4: Naomi

(fictionalized) The alarm rings.I open my crusted eyes from a deep sleep and streeeeeetch my limbs and my eyes close again. I was just having that juicy dream about Drake and Rihanna wasn’t there, if you know what I mean. Ok now get your mind out of the gutter. It was just a kiss. I

Inspired by Students 3: Mason who was Catherine who’s now Matt

(fictionalized) “Ok for those of you who weren’t here last time, we’ll go around the circle and say our names and pronouns. I’m Bryan, he/him,” Bryan said, and gestured to his right. “I’m Vickie, she/her.”“I’m Daria, and I go by they/them.”“I’m Sammy, they/them.”“I’m Nicole, she/her.” “I’m Michael, he/him.”“I’m Jasper, and my pronouns are they/them.”“I’m Amanda,

You (Wisteria)

Your eyes open like clockwork, without an alarm, just the way they’ve done for the past 67 years. The first light of dawn still struggles to carry itself up and over the horizon. You linger for a moment, taking stock of the day’s potential physical aches and pains. You reach back and rub your neck

the meal

“Oh my god, you’re 3D! This is so wild!” Layla said as she encountered Bridget in person for the first time ever, after having known her for several months only via Zoom. “I know – wow this is so weird!” Bridget exclaimed from six feet away. Layla quickly looked her over, putting a robust body