The Rise and Fall

When I was seventeen I dreamt of a great big life filled with a glass house on the beach, diamonds, pretty bad boys, fancy designer duds and superfluous superficial things. Today the horizontal worry lines that magically appear on my face while I sleep are the brutal reminders that there Read more

TEASE

“Empty-headed!” Her mother scoffs, Trampling on her quest To attain The Look. Unthwarted, she persists, Craving the boys’ attention Willing them to notice her. Maybe even want her. Maybe. Her hair; long, wavy locks Deliciously scented, coconut-ish Her makeup; she’s a Maybelline girl Hot, rosy-blushed cheekbones Her lipstick; applied to Read more