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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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history is the dailiness of weapons prescribed upon our bodies. it is, and all at once, a cleaver wedged in the funny bones of secretaries, that is, a meat thermometer defacing the frozen cheese pizzas on which we sacrifice our metaphors for contemporary sin. the Machiavellian pint of vanilla bean ice cream is the real
enemy of the state, the guillotine oscillating over the necks of Bud Lights, and still we swear we don’t drink leafy greens for fun. cheese curls are the grenades we chuck at paramours lying limp at the self-checkout, and we invented barcodes just unlock lingerie stuffed with 100 Grands and hazel jawbreakers. we killed the cannon just for it to reincarnate as peas, the very frosted marbles we press to the wounds of hickory smoked bruises left by mothers who self-identify as empiricists. honey get the bazooka said a man longing for the men promised by the lemon pepper chicken, the one whose legs we bind around the necks of fools who clasp the scalpel we take to our freshly baked arms in aisle 17. at last, when sediment becomes yeast for everything bagels, we poke our veins into the throbbing mess that they are. Claire Xu is a 16-year-old writer from Maryland. Her work has been recognized by the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards and she is an alumnus of the Sewanee Young Writers’ Conference, Kenyon Review Young Writers Workshop, and the Iowa Young Writers Studio. When not writing, she enjoys visiting art installations and completing crossword puzzles. Comments are closed.
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