Kate Ryan

His mind rode the lines, circling on an endless loop to nowhere as he attempted to go about his activities.

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

Eva, having stayed up the whole night preoccupied with death and time, planned to call in sick.

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

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

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.

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.

Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.

“Don’t you smash that cake in my face, or I’ll never forgive you,” she said, and she never did, not really.

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