The Never-Ending Breakup

We’ve seen each other two and a half times since we broke up eleven days ago for the third time since winter. We make these arrangements to meet on Facebook Messenger as if that’s somehow less personal, as if we’re really putting in an effort to try to be strangers. I no longer know the …

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Rewrite your college application essay with today’s point of view answering the question, “Is there anything else we should know?”

I misinterpreted most things by choice at seventeen; I couldn’t define good riddance; I chose not to know the difference between stay and go, but played the victim like a champion. You should know we’re fine, and you should know things got worse. In my college essay I wrote about accepting loneliness, leaving out what …

The Cleaning Lady

Maria cleans my bedroom and Maria doesn't judge. Maria watches Judge Joe Brown reruns while ironing, but if I want to watch something, Maria hands me the remote. I bet Maria would be the coolest mom. Maria puts Windex on an old cloth she pulled from the plastic basket she keeps in the trunk of her …

Pick a country, and imagine we’ve been at war with it for fourteen years. Write a love story in that world.

Bring our troops home Is a type of joke all it’s own Because all we’ve ever known is war. Developments are two steps back, And casualties are currency To the comfortable and corrupt. The deadliest battles Are slipped under the rug, And Momma writes letters Because she doesn’t sleep too much. They say we don’t …

Describe Heaven

Heaven. It starts on a mountain. 42 degrees and not a cloud in sight. I’m strapped into my snowboard and Poppy is there to greet me - the first person I knew to die. “Welcome to Heaven.” I follow him down the mountain. It’s perfectly groomed. Perfectly challenging. I get myself into an invincible rhythm …