by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
It was a gift and a game—a pretty little slip of pink cotton in a pretty pink bag with tissue paper and bows. She took out the little onesie and held it up with knitted brows. It wasn’t kid’s clothes, but it wasn’t something she would normally wear. It was a simple...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Let me take solace in what I need. I’ve seen to you when you needed to be tied down and when you needed to be held and when you needed to be bruised and hurt. Let me come to you with the curtains open and the cool gray of dusk’s light pouring in. Let me find you on a...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
There is a particular brand of depression you experience when you have to move back in with your parents. At the tail end of college, Kate got lots of promises from professors and advisors, thay her years of studying esoteric and philosophical subjects would lead to...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Jason got a full-time job as a research assistant at a museum while he worked on his master’s degree, which means he hardly slept. He was also a teaching assistant three days a week, which meant he was basically teaching a class. Most of the time he seemed to be on...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
In the beginning, it was just a simple rule: stay. It made her nervous and excited. It made her happy because it was an easy rule to follow. It made her pout because it was too easy. She wanted to show him that she could do more. She could be a good girl. She could be...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
“Hush hush,” she whispered and patted my head. She brushed my hair back and played with it gently, twirling it between her fingers. I was on the floor, my head against her knee as she sat on the couch. “Will you fix my stockings, love?” She whispered. It wasn’t really...