Maybe he would drop the umbrella, walk away with long strides, and not even glance back at the girl with the ladybug canvas at her feet.
by Lavinia Liang on April 3, 2016April 6, 2016
The meadow was farther than Turner remembered. In the growing night he was also different than I remembered, also more distant, a little less defined.
by Lavinia Liang on December 6, 2015December 6, 2015
This binary between “school” and “cool” is something even my own parents, haters
of dim lighting and monthly contacts prescriptions, acknowledge as well, if only implicitly.
by Lavinia Liang on April 16, 2016July 21, 2017
Billy was a boy who had liked my sister the summer she graduated from high school. He took her to eat ice cream and see movies about dolphins which she described as “fascinating.” Katy stopped caring about things after she … Read More
by Lavinia Liang on October 4, 2015October 5, 2015
On names and family history.
by Lavinia Liang on October 2, 2016October 2, 2016
Bot check: What is the name of the res. college that begins with an M?