![]() ![]() That’s why I don’t talk to anyone except for my Aunt Ann about my powers. Fascinating.” And they’d all have really big pores and very white skin, because scientists never go outside. ![]() I’d be in some lab strapped to a table and they’d put a huge machine around my head to measure my brain waves, and they’d nod to one another and say, “Fascinating. I could shed a lot of light on human nature if people knew that I read minds. He takes one look at my thick legs in their fishnets and my skirt that I made out of Mylar birthday balloons and my tank top that barely contains my ginormous boobs and finally the eyeliner I cake over my eyes because it makes me look dangerous, and he thinks: Ugly bitch. Black suit coat, gray pants, white stuff in the corners of his mouth. He’s definitely a candidate for this year’s Stodgiest American Award. Like the other day-I’m walking home from school when I come across an old guy walking his smelly Doberman. People think up some pretty nasty sewage. She now lives with her family in Colorado. in English literature and graduated from the New School Creative Writing for Children Program. ![]()
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