Flip Collective Field Trip!

Click through on image below for my new installment inspired by Brooklyn Love Stories, aptly titled Insignificant Others.  Check it out.


Golden words commanded from their place on a clean windowpane. Words advertising clothing and midcentury furniture, a lifestyle this particular store wanted to promote.


Lourdes wanted to feel less. She wanted to feel nothing. She was in a horrible mood, one that had become distressingly familiar. The strain in her chest, the whirling brain, the helpless feeling that made death sound less than disagreeable, if only to make everything stop. These bouts of depression were like a barreling train with incomprehensible force and speed. Walking along the darkened sidewalk of La Brea, she unscrewed the childproof lid of a plastic orange canister and swallowed a Xanax without water…