HOW COULD SHE POSSIBLY KNOW? How much her words would affect me?
There were all these portraits of me hung on the walls and they would dance on the frames,
the shadow people that spiritually strapped my body to the mattress.
He wanted to eat her out while she read his book aloud.
Freshly thirty and newly heartbroken, the second class of our writers' workshop found me at a very midlife crisis time in my life. On Monday, things ended with the man I thought I might
“You want to go to Heaven with me tonight?” Juniper delicately dropped one of the pieces of sandwich into her mouth.
The universe seemed filled with women, aside from my brother and I it was all women and they did everything and chatted amiably amongst themselves,
I couldn’t help feeling they abandoned me in our womanhood when it wasn’t their stop.
"I loved reading Exit, Carefully. It’s unusual, and in my opinion exciting, to publish a play without previously receiving a major production."
-Walker Caplan, Lithub
