BY JULIE CHEN
Here is what I know about myself:
I am very pale.
So pale that I have grown to fear
Flash photography, because it
Makes me appear an incandescent lightbulb
glittering
glittering
I am chronically impatient. I refuse to wait for anything
that can be hastened
I am very receptive to change.
Hobbies, clothing, people,
Sometimes I go out of my way for something new.
Even when the old fit perfectly
Some days I think I am too old for my age.
Swimming amongst the fragmented pieces of philosophy and wisdom
I hoard in my head is tiring.
Mostly, I commit acts of naivety
which subject me to burning cheeks and
which subject me to burning cheeks and
my face in my hands.
I pass the seconds by melting into my own bellybutton
I pass the seconds by melting into my own bellybutton
I am terrified of being caught off guard.
My English professor once said that
people who have this fear often dream of being naked.
Well, I’ve never had this dream
But I am terrified
But I am terrified
I have also been chronically leery, ever since you’ve turned
your back.
I am leery of human emotions.
They are such fickle things: happiness, sadness,
Joy
Jealousy
Love
Hate
All but transient outbursts of the flimsy mind—
And in my naivety, I had believed that these were all
genuine
All the time.
Here is what I know for sure:
I used to see everything through rosy glass.
But your last words shattered windows, and I am no
longer colorblind.
