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Sunday afternoon. The digital clock on the microwave mocked me with its slow, agonizing tick. I was sprawled on the worn leather of my armchair, scrolling through the endless abyss of Instagram, desperately seeking… something.…
My name is Mom. I am 46. My husband is Mark, he is 55. We have a son. His name is Richard and he is 18. Richard has a girlfriend. Her name is Molly, she…
I was just in the kitchen getting a beer and going back in the living room to watch tv. My phone buzzed and as I sat down it was from mom. She’s only upstairs what…
The glow of the phone screen illuminated my face in the dimness of my bedroom. Eighteen years old, and my life revolved around the familiar digital hum of notifications, game updates, and of course, messages…
I sat next to my mother on the couch, a blanket draped over us as we watched Friday the 13th. I felt a sense of unease wash over me as the sex scene began to…
It’s me, Sarah. I’m 48, and lately, things have been weird with my son, Mark. He’s 19, glued to his video games, and honestly, a bit of a slob. But lately, I’ve caught him looking……
I went to see Nan on Friday. She lives by herself now. Granddad died ages ago, when I was little. She’s really old, like eighty-eight. She’s always happy to see me, but I can tell…
Mum was sad again. I could tell. She always got sad when she talked about men. She’d say things like, “They just don’t see me, Al.” Or, “I’m just old news now.” It made me…
Dad was always a bit sad, I thought. He was 51, which is old, but not like really really old. He never had ladies round. Mum left ages ago, went off with some other man.…
I stood at the living room window, leaning my hip against the armrest of the couch as I watched my parents’ car disappear down the street. My hands played idly with the hem of my…