Kate Ryan

Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.

“You are the naked girl on horse, yes?” he said, approaching her table from across the café patio.

She got too high while watching The Bachelor and had a misanthropic breakdown.

Is flagging potentially offensive material taking the PC movement too far?

Sheila applied widely and on a whim. She needed a job and she needed one fast.

She couldn’t imagine the water she sat in, the water that enveloped her body, wanted to be here.

Motherhood is easily the toughest, most sacred job on earth. Without moms, the human race simply wouldn’t be here. But personally, I’d rather dangle myself from dental floss over a volcano full of spiders than push another human being out of my body.

He thought I was mad, but in an artistic way; I thought he was horny all the time, but in an artistic way.

One crawled up the side of the bag and opened her wings, a hardtop convertible with legs.

Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.