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REIMAGINING YOU - Rebecca Larivee
How to explain what I saw in you? My ego so tenuous in those lost, middle years, Everything sugarcoated, just to survive. You lived in a...
Jul 13, 20222 min read


Budapest, 1956 - Suzette Blom
George had dozed off into a fitful moment of unconsciousness inspite of the consistent sound of the shelling. He awoke with a start,...
Jul 10, 20229 min read


MAHALO - Linda S. Gunther
When my husband Bob surprised me with a near end of pandemic get-away to Honolulu I was beyond thankful. “Yes, I’m in!” I blurted with...
Jul 7, 20225 min read


Perfection - Bev Fesharaki
The thrift shop is packed with treasures and I spy the Easter lilies… flat in a basket on the glass top of a lighted cabinet. They’ve...
Jul 4, 20221 min read


Jess D. Taylor - Somehow Still Mystical
At almost 22 years old, I wasn't used to guys who were invested in my orgasms and never tried to get away without using a condom. My love...
Jul 1, 20224 min read


“Beacon” - Marleny Averitt
She craved connection. To be in control and free of pain, God, she craved to belong. She prayed for release and summoned strength from...
Jun 29, 20221 min read


Oh, the Wounds He Wore, Death His Neighbor, Jimmy the Meterman - Tom Sheehan
Small-eyed, small-eared, a mole perched like an ace of spades on one eyelid, a mastoid-depressed void behind one of those ears, pale of...
Jun 26, 202215 min read


Sonic Boom - Karen Mandell
In grade school we'd stare at the clock, the minute hand marching relentlessly, indifferent to our questions: How could a minute last so...
Jun 23, 20221 min read


Hansel & Gretal - Emma Wells
Pear drops of happiness hang: are sugared lanterns of night dripping nectar sweetness - a honeybee’s glowing warmth awaits each...
Jun 20, 20221 min read


Chameleon - Lily Walker
1 We drove from Harlem to Vermont in silence. My sister Jodie sat next to me in the backseat, reading when the sun was out and sleeping...
Jun 16, 202211 min read


The House on Southampton Drive - Oanh Nguyen
Just like our house in Saigon there is a table and a mirror by the front door. For a mirror facing the door would reflect all the good...
Jun 14, 20221 min read


The Morning After - Olivia Klein
I wake with frosted breath under an unfamiliar armpit. A foot I think is mine pretzels with Mystery Mans replaying last night’s memories...
Jun 12, 20221 min read
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