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Part 1:

it’s the sunniest day ever and i’m going around thinking about my story collection
my eight stories about twenty-five to thirty or fifty depressed people

thinking about how none of those made-up people feel exactly like i do
they are all happier and not like me, not like i am right now
and what will i do about this, i’m thinking, how can i live with this

and i wait around for my witing professor
who will help me publish this book, who will tell me i’m self-indulgent
who i will agree with and then feel sort of hollow and boof
but who doesn’t show up

so i call you
the only girl in the world i like
and you cancel on me, and you ask me

if i want you to call me over spring break
from your home
and i say if you want to

and you say you will then
and of course, maybe you won’t

and i go out on the strand, buy three of the most depressing books i can find
which i know i’ll never finish because they won’t be depressing enough

and so i buy a six-dollar fruit tart and eat it while walking around
and it feels like i’m walking on water
and i am amazed that i am not below and inside the concrete, drowning

on the train i sit and shut my eyes
i am in the middle of some stupid world and where my brain is is
instead a huge, wet heart

and where my organs are are instead hearts
and my bones are all hearts too
and no heart anywhere in the world is beating but just wet and
humming and enormous
and i walk home

it is three pm and bright outside
and i know my day is over