constructing.an.identity.she only likes crickets because they are exotic,constructing.an.identity. by ~Hakyness3876
because of their noise and not the small energy beating from creeping limbs, jagged legs, a phobia of wings struggling on skin.
she looks around with a telescope and can't find her reading glasses.
she puts coconut oil in her hair, music into her ears, corporations on her shoulders, aspirations under an interrogation light.
she touches and retouches and erases,
frantic artist and decadent photographer.
she pretends to wash her hands, brush for sixty seconds, play video games,
she'll pretend like the backseat didn't break her heart like a shot goose.
she contradicts herself.
she gets lost in the
Version 2.0: part 3She stared for a minute at the picture, and then shook her head lightly. She set the picture back on the folder, and glanced up at the children in the room. All of them were doing their best to draw what their teacher had asked, which was what they wished to be when they grew up. She watched the student in the back corner, and smiled lightly. What will my niece draw? Yuzu asked herself. Chihiro was different from the other students. The others lived human lives, and would probably want to be something similar to their parents. She’ll probably want to be a lieutenant like her mom. Yuzu glanced once again at the folder beside her, and theVersion 2.0: part 3 by =hinatameerkat