Author Brynn Schroeher
Dreams of a Broken WidowThere are no written ways to arrive at this.As the words get stuck on my tongue,and all of my feelings seem to be amiss. Whenever I am around you, I feel pure bliss,but your words pierced… Continue Reading →
“It will be easy money!” Jamie exclaims as he shoves his phone in my face. On his screen is an app called EzCash. From the name alone and the app’s look, I can already tell it’s sketchy. I give Jamie… Continue Reading →
“I was ghosting you last night because I was with someone else.” I stare at the text on my phone with angry tears and gently set it down on the counter so I don’t throw it across the room. How… Continue Reading →
“Your problem is not my problem,” Charlie grumbles as he slams the door in the older man’s face. He was in the middle of a crucial game, and this senile man knocked at his door, saying he needed an old… Continue Reading →
“You’re going to need these. You know you will.” a strange man hands a small, rust-infected hammer and nails to Jessie. Jessie glares at the man covered in dark clothing, who has just interrupted a blissful walk home after a… Continue Reading →