Poison Ivy

Poison Ivy A Short Story By Mia Elias I sat down on my old rocking chair that was passed down from generation to generation. The old chair had a hole in it and a pillow cushion that said, “ I heart Grandma.” Spending most of my days looking through old photo albums of the past,Continue reading “Poison Ivy”

Be good? The Man

Be good? The Man A Non-Fiction Self Reflective short story by Mia Elias Last night I was lying in bed sexting one of my favorite men. While doing this, I got a phone call from a man I never wanted a phone call from ever again. In the phone call, he asked me if IContinue reading “Be good? The Man”

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