There is something about that rewarding feeling when we finally get the revenge we have always wanted. It doesn't matter if it took years before it happened. What's important is we finally get to see our bullies go down for what they did to us or other people around them. It is reall...
She wasn’t going to punch me, she wasn’t going to call me a fucker, she wasn’t going to jump me. The students I teach writing to tell me they won’t be able to come to class because they can’t control their panic attacks or because they are too anxious to leave their apartm...
When I post on Facebook about being in pain, or admit to pain in a casual face-to-face conversation, I read the winces in the emoticons, and I feel and see the edges of my friends’ mouths pull back in grimaces of displeasure, winces of agony, as if they themselves are feeling ...
Iana tried not to grimace at the two of them. “It is up these stairs just outside the station.” *** The raised voices of Saint Illyes echoed throughout the entirety of the ancient cathedral, resonating within its rose petal littered floors and golden walls. The words of song that th...