Ms. Bliss

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Ms. Bliss

Stories by Ms. Bliss

I recently went on a job interview and given the current economic climate and the utter lack of jobs in my studied field of studies, I was a...
What’s in a name? Apparently, it’s a combination of bitter tears, deep family loyalties, and the nagging convenience of social convention...
At the risk of sounding easy, I would have done him. Undressed just enough, in his corner office. With cheap vinyl blinds turned tight, and...
Alone. Again in the arms of darkness. A wet nurse, An artificial mother. Tragic Ophelia. She calls me up to her from my drowning water,...