Tangents Stories

Exiled

​Cast along a vacant shoreline we were dreaming opaque stumbling veiled. We could have chanced any direction the only sign was instinct. A distinct feeling of maybe being pushed. I cried out loud. There was no one to hear but you. I cried in desperation. All you heard was laughter. Now I watch you crawl vision lost unaware of even me. I am not with you for long.

Marlené's makeup tutorial

Marlené Diaz Russell shows how to apply makeup for the modern goth. ​

Charlotte Storytellers: an exercise in building bridges

I was hanging off the icy roof of the Bank of America tower while shots rang out below. How did I get in this situation? It all started when … Well, that didn’t happen at all, but that’s how a good story starts. Right? Mrs. Lewd and I had been to a couple of the Charlotte Storytellers showcase events. The first was at the Google office on 7th Street. The second was in the group’s new home at The Third Place coffee shop in the basement of Caldwell Presbyterian Church on East 5th Street. Both