Sister’s teeth marks on the edge of the coffee table Rooms brimming with impulse QVC purchases of single-function kitchen utensils Kraft Singles in the fridge Casper the Friendly Ghost in the VCR Ornate jewelry decorating every inch of her When I think of her I think white White couches, white curly hair, white pantsuit…
I remember the photo I should’ve taken–two teenage girls in plaid skirts chatting and leaning on a police barricade as if it was no big deal. I remember the bizarrely empty 2am bus. I remember not expecting forgiveness. I remember not being forgiven. I remember sitting with her on the back patio, hating every single sound she spoke and…
Dear Sabina, age 10, I know you’re frustrated right now—you fight with your friends weekly, you would give anything to quit swim team, and school is so easy and boring that you fake sick to stay home and read. You just want to be in the real world; you crave change and understanding. In the…
To someone this grave is likely still significant, but his death was so long ago that he may actually be forgotten. Whoops, completely defeats the point of the prompt. My bad :)
It’s not straight, but it’s an edge.
Victim to Charm 