Friday February 10, 2017
The Edge of the World
Connie May Fowler
Before Tampa there was Santa Cruz. Before Santa Cruz there was San Jose. Before San Jose there was Seattle and that’s where the story really starts. I was busking full time and would go warm up and use the bathroom at the bookstore on 10th Ave… It was a cold winter that year, and my finger tips would turn blue after two hours of playing. I saw Greg. He was a cashier. I didn’t have a thing for ponytails or anything. He was too short, he looked dumb in his running shoes. It’s not like I believed in love at first sight, not prior to that moment. Greg didn’t notice me, not for weeks. I realized that I was going to have to buy something. I picked up a copy of Crime and Punishment from the discount bin and brought it up to the cash.
Thursday February 9, 2017
From the Manila honey chocolate bar wrapper
Billie never thought she’d do something crazy like go to University. But then she met Sam and Sam said that if you ever wanna make anything of your life you gotta. She couldn’t figure out the application, so she wasn’t sure if she was cut out for the actual thing, but she asked for help, like Sam said, and she finally got one in, just before the deadline.
“Sure you don’t wanna put all your eggs in one basket?” Sam said, polishing her pen knife. “I don’t wanna move away from here,” Billie bit a hangnail.
“Shouldn’t do that,” Sam put down her knife.
“Bite yer nails!”
Wednesday February 8, 2017
From a postcard
He accidentally buys chocolate covered raisins instead of chocolate covered almonds. He gets home and he’s jazzed. It’s Wednesday. It’s cheat day. He goes to tear into them and sees the expiry date. December 2015. Now he has a choice to make. A choice that feels like it just might be the most important of his day. He opens the package. Shit. They look – … Good. They look good. He eats one. He remembers an article he read online about candy shellac, and how it’s made of bug juice. He eats another and then his phone rings. He lets it go to voicemail. He puts the bag of chocolate covered raisins in the trash, and puts on the kettle.
Thursday February 9, 2017
from the Manila honey chocolate bar wrapper
I didn’t apply to many universities. I’ve never been too good at making decisions. I applied to three and I only finalized two so really I only applied to two. I got into both-my backup then my first choice. I was glad I didn’t spend the money on applying to many others. I said goodbye to my friends and my family and I moved back to the big city. I failed to redeem one of my scholarships before it expired. Then I failed to spend all the money on my meal card and so I bought a giant tub of gummy bears to give out to my friends before the year was up. I met some deep loves of my life there. I met so many moments of procrastination. And laziness. And bad judgment.