Reid@YWP

The Ferris Wheel of Doom (and other disasters)

The fair is usually fun.

Note: usually.

The streets have teeth and we hold our fingers with enough space for the others and drink cider on a corner where the ceiling above us blinks blue-blue-blue onto her tonsil-pink dress and someday I hope I never have to see it in a suitca

Author's Note: Hi everyone! My goal is to be posting these short stories every week(ish) over the summer for your entertainment, if you want a fun series of stories to keep you occupied - I know summer can be a bit boring, at least for me.

Missing someone is a funny thing, so simple a concept yet so complex in its effects.

For me, missing you is listening to your favorite music because you are not there to play it.