“According to the doctors I have a protein deficiency. Ever since Paul and I broke up my protein intake has dropped significantly,” Laura explained, frowning as Jess choked on her coffee, Brendan coughed a few times, and Tess looked like she was smothering a smile behind her hand. She watched them for a few more…
Author: littlegentian
I suck at "about me" summaries. I have an MFA in Creative Writing and I love to write. I used to sling coffee for a living, but now I am an administrative assistant. I am the friend who wanders around the world with little to no filters and blurts out every funny story idea that comes to me, but if I don't write them down immediately I forget. I can make almost anything sexual. I love reading Scorpio stereotypes.
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Country-City Boy
There was something about men when they did that casual slouch. Stomach curved in, hips slid out just a little that made her want to straddle and ride that. It didn’t hurt that this guy had a vague farmer’s tan and aviators sitting crooked on top of his buzzed brown hair. He was just enough…
Outsider
Rectangular, black-framed glasses sit right before the tip of his nose. He pushes them back up to right below the bump of the bridge of his nose. He probably puts his hands back in his pockets to occupy them, he only takes them out to hold the subway pole or adjust his red and black…
Nothing Says “I love you” like CAPSLOCK
So the other night I decided it was time get out of the apartment and meet people. I eased into my jeans, pulled on my red spaghetti strap shirt, shrugged into my vest, touched up my makeup, and pulled on my ankle-cut boots. I double checked where I was going, where I would switch trains….
Wild Child
She has thin, slender wrists and small palms. Her fingers are long and dexterous, her nails unpainted and trimmed short. The spaces between her bony knuckles are long. She is a wild child with long, full, and wavy red hair highlighted with gold. The curls turn softly at the end, when they are further up…
Innocent Question
Hannah had her head cocked to the side, listening closely to the sound the steam wand was making in the milk as she tipped the metal pitcher to one side, watching the foam build up. When she was satisfied with the amount of foam, she set the pitcher flat on the espresso machine and turned…
Kiss Goodbye
His hands were clasped loosely in his lap, his head tipped back and his mouth open. She could hear him breathing and it soothed her. The soft fabric of his t-shirt clung to his torso and his arm was pressed against hers from shoulder to forearm. The sleeves of her oversized hoodie were pushed up…
Happy Trails (and not the fun kind)
I have problems with buses. Lots of problems. They probably started in elementary school when I had to take the school bus and Anthony wouldn’t let me sit next to my best friend. These issues were exacerbated by overhearing someone have phone sex on a school bus years later, which were compounded by a few…
Bluets Mockup
Last spring I took a lit seminar where we had to write mockups of the books we read. One of the assigned books was Bluets by Maggie Nelson. If you haven’t read her book I highly recommend it. It’s a quick, poignant read, perhaps I’ll do a review of it when I get the chance…
Working Woman
Dirty white sneakers, yellowing at the edged. No socks, but sheer black pantyhose. Working woman who knows the ropes. Black skirt is rucked up, half her thighs showing. Tabloid folded in half underneath a small clutch/purse. Manicure is worn and dull, silver rings on left middle finger, slender black leather watch on the same wrist….
All Rational Thought Has Been Currently Suspended
I have one really irrational fear. I can’t really explain where it came from, but I do have some theories. Let me set it up for you. I work at a coffee shop. I am a shift lead and, therefore, a key holder. I am an opener. I wake up at 4am to get to…
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