Posts by Camille Sauers

September 28, 2023 | Fiction


Camille Sauers

I rotate my foot like a hot dog and I dare myself not to scratch. I let them land on collarbone skin, thighs, the sponge under my left eye. I’ve always been like this. I’ve always had small tits. You know what they call those.

August 16, 2023 | Fiction

Everybody Hurts

Camille Sauers

The boys stood in the vacant lot outside the convenience store, which was closed today due to a special occasion. There was even a sign on the door. Armando was getting high again. Stew was quiet.