Our lips pushed into each other’s as if to create a mini big-bang within the center of these white walls. The real world would collapse letting in shades of maroon and violet each time we kissed, or at least that’s what she had wrote to me in an anniversary card once. My eyes welled, and I could feel tear droplets veering from my cheekbones onto her fatigued expression. I imagined her lips still w...

Oliver checked his watch to see that only two minutes had passed. The internet had told him that 5-7 minutes was all it took. “It’ll be okay,” he whispered to himself. His ‘99 Ford Taurus was filled with old receipts and crunched up water bottles, and as he pushed the driver’s side seat as far back as it could go, the bottles crackled under him as though they were laughing. He couldn’t shake the t...