Sunday Stories: “Me and the Flies”

Me and the Flies by Elle Nash Most nights I slept in the bathroom of our studio apartment inside of the bathtub, wombhaven porcelain hugging me. The only other place to sleep was the bed, and on those nights Rob slept uncomfortably in the middle, snoring too loud for me to bear, or we’d been fighting and it felt strange to sleep next to someone I was so angry with. Some nights he stayed up until six AM playing video […]

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