Play Nice

by Rachel Harrison

To say my parents did not have an amicable divorce would be like saying the Challenger did not have a pleasant flight.

The past is over, and the future is overrated. Now is my favorite.

Here for a good time, not a long time.”

It just makes me wonder about belief and delusion. What’s the difference there, really?

There’s no putting the toothpaste back in the tube.

“What pressure? It all falls on me. Do you get how, like, crushingly exhausting it is to have to navigate all your bullshit? Everyone’s bullshit. What about my bullshit? What if I want to be the asshole for once? What if I want to throw a fucking tantrum.”