The room looks as it had five years ago—vacant and full of promise. She’d hoped to fill all the emptiness, but she’s remained lonely, clinging to the remote control for…
She could hardly blame her hair anymore. It was all laid out in front of her. The lifeless nights and dreary days were her own fault, a consequence of laziness.…
Tonight I stared at a line-up of hair products and instruments resting on my bathroom counter. I’d left them out after getting ready to go out this evening. And the…
