I was always told that parents look out for you and that they are the only people in this dark, crazy world that we can trust.
“So how about you send me $1 for every dick pic you ever sent me, how about that?”
This may be farewell.
Something is definitely happening.
Please be safe, everyone.
She used to sing this song about spaghetti.
Her face on the news, the candlelight vigils, the posters declaring her MISSING in ominous black letters. All these exercises in grief.
“Please open this when the time is right.” He waits for her to ask when that will be, but she doesn’t, and that hurts him inside, where he is soft like a woman. “You’ll know when the time is right.”
He walks away, on the verge of tears. The girl opens the envelope and looks inside. It is empty.
I didn’t take her too seriously… It was only a silly Halloween maze after all.
Two weeks later, after they took a blood test, a nurse placed a mask over my face and escorted me out of quarantine.