Sugar is the enemy. Fat is poison. Mantras like these run on a loop inside my foggy mind.
Staring down the overflowing plate, my heart thunders against my ribcage at the thought of eating blacklisted snacks.
Grimacing, I take a bite of the Hershey bar. Recovery is a slow process.
Lauren is an undergraduate student studying Creative Writing at Emerson College.
Sue Ella Brennen stood in front of her mother’s bathroom mirror. Green, glittery dust coated the counter. Globs of mascara below her eye.
Her mother walked into the bathroom. “Susie, what are you doing with my makeup?”
Sue Ella looked at herself in the mirror. “Mama, help me be pretty.”
Gretchen Gales wrote this story.
Lana dreamed about her face. The bunched curtain eyelids. The crooked witch’s nose. The wrinkles that multiplied like hydra heads.
Lana woke up and saw her new face. It was smooth, symmetrical, sleek.
She wondered how long it would be before she started seeing this face in her dreams, instead.
Ashley Naftule is a writer and performer from Phoenix, AZ. He enjoys Marx Brothers movies, drawing with colored chalk, karaoke, and the occult. To see more of his work, go to ashleynaftule.com.