“The Piss of My Dreams” by Vashti Anderson
I have a serious bathroom phobia, and when I say this I mean that there is actually nothing wrong with me at all.
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“Bored in Brementown” by Vashti Anderson
Brown and mustard. I stared at the painted mushrooms on the wall, the same way I did every day. In the eighties, Brementown was living in seventies colors. Brown and mustard . . .
“Woman at the Gate” by Vashti Anderson
We all sneezed. Or maybe I just sneezed, but we all looked away at exactly the same time and, at exactly the same time, looked back . . .