Growing up the only girl and also the middle child stuck between two older and two younger brothers, I always felt a sense of responsibility for my siblings—not so much the older ones because their jobs were to look out for me. But for Joey and Trevor, it was my job to look out for …
He can hear the wailing of the horn again, but he can’t seem to tell if he’s awake or asleep, stuck somewhere between his dreams and reality. The constant blaring in the distance finally startles him awake. He rubs his bloodshot eyes and lifts his head from his crossed arms where it rested moments before …
The warm breeze crept through the ajar glass door off the balcony and filled the apartment with sweet, salty air. Outside, dusk was falling quickly upon the water, casting soft shades of burnt oranges and pinks on the ocean’s surface. Purple waves rippled gently against the bright colors, even though the sun was setting in …
Mom, The day you let me first get my hands on your makeup is a day I still remember. I was a tiny thing, a little too lanky for an eight-year-old and as boney as I could be. My curly hair was always ratty because I never let you brush it, and my front teeth …
“I want to show you something,” he says to me. We’re sitting in the kitchen of his oceanfront apartment on the 20th floor of the Oceans Three Complex—me, propped up on the counter and he leaning against the opposite side, waiting for the microwave to stop running. “I’ve been waiting to show you the whole …
