
Gutted by Matthew Corey
We weren’t great friends with them, but good. They lived above us and were outside smoking cigarettes more than a few times a day. They were both tall. She had dark, long hair; he was more scraggly and thin, and had blond hair…what was left of it, as he inched further and further past thirty. She was a little standoffish, he was more open and … Continue reading Gutted by Matthew Corey