A Slice of Something Real
I was born off the Atlantic Coast in the middle of a grunge era. I adore the
West Virginia hills. I bought a heart shaped box made out of ivory that I keep a necklace
my grandma bought for me. I have lied to the world. I never admit to me liking being sixteen.
My friends’ faces have lost their innocence. When I was two, I over-dosed on Children’s Motrin because
I thought it was candy. My favorite thing to do is pray and my favorite time of day is dawn.
They are the only favorites I possess. I still hear my paw-paws hack early in the mornings. I have met about a
quarter of West Virginia. I cry when my sciatic nerve hurts. I love blankets and kitties. I plan on
being so happy I can’t stand it. I am Elysse. I want to be independent.
E. Burkhamer