Everyone said Mrs. Harper was a strapper, but we hadn’t yet witnessed her in action.
The Ward Flowers by Timo Teräsahjo
The flowers on the oncology ward balcony are dry and wilted.
The flowers on the oncology ward balcony are dry and wilted.
There she is: white girl drunk on the dance floor of the Reed student union….
Previously, I could find humor almost anywhere, but after Sarah died, laughter came to a halt.
Everyone said Mrs. Harper was a strapper, but we hadn’t yet witnessed her in action.