Kate Ryan

She closed in on the open pores enlarged ten times their normal size by a high magnification pocket mirror.

Okay, so maybe she didn’t really understand feminism.

At Monster High, Jimmy Werewolf gets another demerit for forgetting to shave again.

Sheila applied widely and on a whim. She needed a job and she needed one fast.

Alma couldn’t understand why her Yelp reviews were so dismal. She didn’t advertise herself as a magician. She was a hair stylist.

He died a violent death. I saw him myself, flopping between wooden blades, his head bent back strangely.

Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.

Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.

His mind rode the lines, circling on an endless loop to nowhere as he attempted to go about his activities.

Like booster engines emptied of fuel, my limbs become disposable, useless tanks as the blood rushes from them.