It’s just you and me, and the hum of your mask. I’m sorry, space mask. It’s essential for our journey tonight but it hadn’t always been. Straps circle around your head and hair, pressing silver curls to your chin. A few thin strands escape—like comets they streak and shimmer across the pillows, while a mountain […]
Katrina Kozorezov
About Katrina Kozorezov
Katrina Kozorezov is an emerging writer who’s not afraid to mess with her readers, respectfully. Along with cooking up experimental omelets, she loves to write dark humor that seems to have everyone concerned with her mental health. In truth, she is not an escaped mental patient, but a simple Washington-born-Florida-raised Russian girl.
