Creative Writing

By Sarah Barness / October 20, 2016

In The Mood To Bang

Wednesday morning. The office. My heart thuds with embarrassment as I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror. I have to avoid my co-workers today. Nobody can see me like this. Nobody.

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By Sarah Barness / August 23, 2016

The Backpack

10 degrees outside. New York City here I run… to the subway faster than the feeling in my face is disappearing. There’s one available seat next to a super friendly, unimposing, cute little lonely abandoned… backpack.

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By Sarah Barness / August 19, 2016

Our Life Together Was A Dream

People love New York because they have to justify their choice to live in the depravity. The weather sucks, having a bedroom with a window and four complete walls is considered a luxury, and you lose basic depth-perception as bodies or buildings are always an inch away from your face.

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