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Neuropathic Pain
A kitten in a basket. News there was a murder in the next town over. An advert for weight loss. Some influencer looking happy eating salad. Scroll. Scroll. Scroll. Where. Was. The dopamine?“Why are you always on your phone? You’re going to hurt your eyes.” Mother said, teasingly, swishing past me in her soft pink blouse. I felt her words stab me in the back of the head. I put my phone into my jeans pocket, shrugging. She turned her from me, her dyed hair falling purposefully from a styled bun, and asked me if the laundry was out yet. It wasn’t. She continued looking out of the window, holding ...
Stitch's hope
Watching ten girls sing the national anthem of their country before heading to the field is always an emotional moment for me. Their eyes have a hope and strength that not everyone can capture. It makes me think of how proud I am of them.I’m the eldest on the team, so the girls have me as a role model, and it is a big responsibility. I try to protect them as much as I can, especially from the constant disbelief and the crossed looks we have over us. Unfortunately, when you’re older, the mean comments are not a brief nuisance, but a burden you’re accustomed to carrying. And I don’t want them to...
Forethought
Shanice knew this wasn’t a training exercise. There were strict guidelines throughout the organization regarding after-hours and off-site training. Whether it was her years of experience as an FBI agent or simply mother’s intuition, Shanice could tell the pressure of the cold gun barrel on the nape of her neck was there with intent to kill.At thirty-four years old, Shanice Truman had faced near death before. She had been an agent for sixteen years and knew the sense of foreboding that only came with facing finality. Her right eyebrow bore the four-inch jagged scar from a switchblade knife. Her...
After the Party’s Over
It’s Friday, November 13, 2020, and Antônia Silveira Cruz has just gotten home from school. She’s in her second year in Agriculture and Forestry at the Federal University of Rio de Janeiro. She wants to help save the Rain Forest. There’s not a mean bone in her body.Antônia’s phone rings, it’s Vivien, her BFF.“Hi Vivi, how’s things? Any good luck for Friday the 13th?”“Hi Tôni sweetie, everything’s chill. I’m so excited! There’s a big party tomorrow night on Sugarloaf! It’s been so long! I’m so tired of being cooped up, it’s about time! It’ll be fire!”“Lowkey I’m a bit shaky about going to a big...