prepared
day 11: prepared (full list here)
hey mother, i know my bed is still unmade. i hope that's comforting enough, hope it lets you pretend my drawers and wardrobe and piggy bank aren't empty. look under the bed. open the envelope. here's the two bucks you lent me last week for my chinese workbook. walk to the kitchen. i made breakfast for you. please swallow the milk and the toast and the eggs down with the words that are dying in your throat. open your wallet. i've shoved in two pictures of me in the left compartment. don't miss me too much, alright? i've never really done anything but suck at math and make you cry in your sleep anyway. don't miss me too much because there are still pieces of me scattered all over this house. the corners in the cupboards, the boxes that store my favourite almond cookies, the tangled earpiece sitting on top of the radio.
mum, people leave me when i'm most unprepared. so now it's time i'm finally prepared to leave everybody.
hey mother, i know my bed is still unmade. i hope that's comforting enough, hope it lets you pretend my drawers and wardrobe and piggy bank aren't empty. look under the bed. open the envelope. here's the two bucks you lent me last week for my chinese workbook. walk to the kitchen. i made breakfast for you. please swallow the milk and the toast and the eggs down with the words that are dying in your throat. open your wallet. i've shoved in two pictures of me in the left compartment. don't miss me too much, alright? i've never really done anything but suck at math and make you cry in your sleep anyway. don't miss me too much because there are still pieces of me scattered all over this house. the corners in the cupboards, the boxes that store my favourite almond cookies, the tangled earpiece sitting on top of the radio.
mum, people leave me when i'm most unprepared. so now it's time i'm finally prepared to leave everybody.