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Erin Latham Shea
Bio
New Englander
Grad Student
Living with Lupus and POTS
Instagram: @somebookishrambles
Stories (49/0)
Waiting Room. V+ Fiction Award Winner.
Sitting in yet another waiting room, I learn that Adam Sandler is the director and producer of The Price is Right. Not that Adam Sandler, silly. Not the Big Daddy, ultra-rich but casually dressed Adam Sandler we all know and love.
By Erin Latham Shea3 years ago in Fiction
Maggie
Before Nina graduated, she dated a guy named Dillon. Dillon Yates. He lived just outside of downtown New Haven with his doe-eyed German Shepherd. It was a she. Her name was Maggie. She licked his face a lot and shit like clockwork in the rectangular backyard adorned with yellow grass. At night, she’d scramble foolishly up the stairs, her nails scratching up the already ancient flooring. Dillon had informed Nina that she was still young, just two years old. On her birthday, he put a party hat on her inquisitive, long face and drank a beer in bed.
By Erin Latham Shea3 years ago in Humans
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