Kate Ryan

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

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

12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?

The Gap come autumn: where normcore and film noir cleverly collide.

She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.

For all of you crazy people that think going to Target is ever a good idea during the holiday season, this is a list on how to survive a shopping trip to Target is for you…

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

I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.

My parents got the idea they’d send me to stay at my grandparents’ house in Florida for a week. I think my mother needed a week to herself.

A bloated mother in her polka dot one-piece gnaws on a corndog while reading the romantic pulp she picked up on her way out of the supermarket . . .