Emma Bradley

I graduated from The University of Maine at Farmington, with a degree in creative writing. Born and raised in Maine but also a British citizen. 

My personal blog is at https://ebpidden.wixsite.com/pipusmag

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Honey Lips, Honey
2 months ago
The sticky honey was still all over my lips. I licked it off slowly absentmindedly thinking about you when you walked by and my stomach dropped as if you would know just by looking at me what I was th...
Smells of Seasons
2 months ago
The are certain smells of certain places and certain times of year. The smell of spring is a soft smell of flowers rain and dirt. It smells of hope and sunshine. It smells of the freedom of summer. Of...
Sunshine Smiles
3 months ago
He smiles at me like I am sunshine and then sunshine I become. I beam at him like he is the best taco I have ever had. True love is being compared favorably to your lovers favorite food. He looks at m...