Alive?

By Jill Zero The wall outside of the library is my favorite spot to smoke cigarettes. I like the coolness of the brick, which seeps through my shirt onto the surface of my skin, and I savor the rough texture against my fidgeting fingertips. It’s a silly privilege to lean there alone. No one bothers […]

A Navigator’s Guide to the Abyss

By Jill Zero It’s impossible to see clearly in the abyss. Darkness swallows everything it touches. Once, there might have been crevices and crooks to grip. Once, a path may have emerged from the depths. No longer. Pitch blackness now consumes the light as if driven by insatiable hunger, the byproduct of heavy thoughts and […]