Thunderstorms at Night-Sarah Doughty

“Like a drum from above, it was the thunder of my heart that kept me alive and alert.” It was the thunder that kept me awake. Synapses firing, like lightning in the night, illuminating the fog of dark gray, cotton-candy clouds. Thoughts springing to life before disappearing in an instant, only to fire yet again…

She

She, by Candice Louisa Daquin SHE wasn’t very popular because she didn’t need a man she didn’t want a man she wasn’t attracted to men so they resented her and decried her and ignored her and she was still okay despite the women who did need a man instead of seeing that difference can flourish…