By Chelsea Laine Wells

Chelsea Laine Wells is a graduate of the Columbia College of Chicago fiction department whose work has appeared in PANK, Bluestem, wigleaf, Evergreen , and the short fiction anthology Nouns of Assemblage . Honors include first place in the Columbia Scholastic Press Association Awards for Traditional Fiction, a nomination for a Pushcart Prize as well as Best of the Net, and first place in the Guild Complex Literary Awards for fiction. She is the fiction editor for Hypertext Magazine . Currently she lives with her husband and daughter in the Oak Cliff area of Dallas, TX and is a high school librarian who, among other great things, leads a stone-cold pack of weirdos in a kick ass student writers' club.

  1. One time you took food from my mouth and you didn't want to but you did it because it was my tongue. That's what I think about. You liked me first because of that one day when Mr. Donovan asked me what I thought about some story I hadn't read and I said it was wicked proper and when he asked me to elaborate I said it was wicked fucking proper and got sent to ISS for the rest…

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