Neighbors
Mid-nightmy body tantrumsto be heard.The first timeI thought I was dying;I wrote a notethat said onlyI love you so much.Just in case.Now I know to call this... Read more.
Shana Ross managed to author a stable life before turning her attention to the page in 2018. She belongs to a coed percussion fraternity and the PTA. Her work has appeared in Iris Literary Journal, Kissing Dynamite, Gone Lawn, and more. She edits for Luna Station Quarterly.
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