Kate Ryan

Like booster engines emptied of fuel, my limbs become disposable, useless tanks as the blood rushes from them.

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Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.

She closed in on the open pores enlarged ten times their normal size by a high magnification pocket mirror.

As an Uber driver, I have the privilege of talking to and eavesdropping on a sampling of L.A.’s finest, ranging from the clinically insane to the simply self-absorbed. As a writer, there is no end to the amount of inspiration my passengers provide.

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.

For all of you crazy people that think going to Target is ever a good idea during the holiday season, this is a list on how to survive a shopping trip to Target is for you…

The birds abandon their posts in the pepper trees, sending tiny, oblong leaves raining to the ground.

She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.

For the record, I didn’t mean to be born so tall. I didn’t ask for bulky shoulders or a head that doesn’t fit most hats.