“Get used to me.” by Julia at her desk

Tuesday June 12, 2018
7:31pm
5 minutes
From a quote by Muhammad Ali

Thanks for the epiphany, timer.
I guess I’ll tell you about it?
Got only five minutes.
Better not f u c k i t u p.
Better not waste my time.
I haven’t impressed you.
I know this now, this very now.
I know it like it’s the first time.
I haven’t impressed you because I haven’t broken out of my skin.
You call me baby, call me potential in the same breath.
Hug my heart into beating the speed you believe in.
Lift me all the way over your head.
Step back to see where I will leap.
Watch where I will land.
If I’ll fly all the way there or if I’ll launch.
And then I sit back down on the easy steps.
And you have to get your hopes back down from the shelf you put them on.
I haven’t impressed you because I haven’t said yes to the sky.
Better not f.u.c.k.i.t.u.p.
All this wasted time.
All this almost decade for absolutely nothing.
Nothing new.
Nothing nothing.

“There was a makeup fiasco!” By Julia on Nicole’s couch


Tuesday, January 5, 2016
2:19am
5 minutes
From a text

Julia (that’s me) dropped her eye shadow on the bathroom tiles and the powder exploded all over the floor and the toilet. Julia (still me) tried to clean it up but kept smearing black glitter everywhere and wasting a lot of paper towel. Julia was lucky that the eye shadow that broke was not the eye shadow that she was keeping that eye shadow container for in the first place and thanked her lucky stars that she only really used the black glittery one for very special occasions (like the burial of her sister’s iguana, Ballet, or the time Jessica dressed her up in a snake skin onesie and asked her to “dance around like a slithering serpent on ecstasy”).

“Below the church is the crypt” by Sasha at her kitchen table


Wednesday September 24, 2014
11:21pm
5 minutes
Lonely Planet-Italy

Okay. So. We’re going to do a word association exercise. Please don’t over-think it. Leo, I’m looking at you. I’m going to give you a word and you’re going to write from there. Just go. Keep the pen moving. This isn’t hard. Don’t make it more complicated then it is… Okay… Here we go. We’ll write for five minutes. A nice, round amount of time. And the word is… CRYPT.
Crypt. Tomb. Ghost. Halloween. Zombie. Horror movie. Owl magazine. Life. Death. Haunt. Grave. House. Garden. Peonies. Lavender. Aromatherapy diffusers. Sensitivity. Dreams. Moon. Calendar. Menstruation. Cramps. Breath. Asthma. Fear. Hospital. Rain. Sun. Waves. Blue sky. Nap. Cumulus clouds. Daydream. Nightmare. Crypt. Tomb. Shit. Hate. I. Hate. This. One. Word. At. A. Time. I’m. Paying. For. This. Class. Shit. Toilet. Newspaper.