Summer Rooftop
Right off, I wasn't stalking anybody.
Stories in Anal tagged online match meeting in person, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 12 to 18 minutes. Writers to know: Scarlet Verse, The Ochre Transit and West Sketch. Readers usually start with “Summer Rooftop” and “Concrete Heat”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
Right off, I wasn't stalking anybody.
The slam happens every first Friday of the month, down in the parking garage under the Arts Center.
I met Noor at the train station at Fort Augustus on a Friday in April, which sounds fancier than it was.
Petra here.
I still don't know exactly why I said yes to this.
I was twenty-eight when I flew to Tempe, and Elijah was thirty-one.
Sixteen hours.
I want to tell you about the day I met Suzanne Dunn, because it started with a lemon bar.
The payphone in the corner of the taxidermy shop still worked.
My office gave me a window, a plant that refuses to die, and a title with the word senior in it.
Two years.
*This one's for the messy mornings where you don't know if you're supposed to stay or go.
Jenna Gardner was thirty-four years old and she had been singing alto in the choir at St.
I'd been working the rooftop shift at the Meridian for about a year by that summer, and I knew every corner of it.
My divorce went through in March, two years ago now.