we don’t talk about the weight of the world at the dinner table.
social justice seems to be the opposite of flirting
and i think i scare boys off.
we eat the bodies of dead animals and
ignore the body count of humans lives
lost to violence when it’s happening right outside.
i can’t go to sleep without thinking about thinking
about how someone out there is falling asleep to the sound of
gunshots and falling bombs.
I never had this drink before, but in one of my creative writing class there was this mom who wrote about this. It was a very emotional piece about her alcoholic father. In that class, writing truly became therapeutic. She’s an amazing writer and I was honored for her open up to me.