We Are the Ants

by Shaun David Hutchinson

Sometimes I think gravity may be death in disguise. Other times I think gravity is love, which is why love’s only demand is that we fall.

The farther we are from one another, the further we live in each other’s pasts.

I was convinced that high school transformed boys into porn-addicted, chronic-masturbating alcoholics. I was wrong. It turns them into something much worse.

Jesse once told me that if I focused on a fixed point on the horizon, I would be okay, but Jesse hanged himself in his bedroom last year, so the value of his advice is dubious at best.

The universe is more than thirteen billion years old. What is the value of a single kiss compared to that? What is the value of an entire world?

as far as I’m concerned, life is like a game of Whose Line Is It Anyway? Everything’s made up, and the points don’t matter.

That’s the problem with memories: you can visit them, but you can’t live in them.

he drives a twelve-year-old Jetta named Please Start that frequently doesn’t; and his greatest fear is being murdered by his time-traveling self from the future.

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I tried to think of the right thing to say, but sometimes the right thing to say is nothing.

“Why are you so nice to me?” “I’ve got a soft spot for lost causes.”

Dreams are hopeful because they exist as pure possibility. Unlike memories, which are fossils, long dead and buried deep.

If life were fair, the smartest among us would be the wealthiest and most popular. If life were fair, teachers would make millions, and scientists would be rock stars.

“Milk shakes make the world seem less shitty.”

People only went missing for that long in sitcoms, which always ended happily, or horror movies, which rarely ended happily unless you were white and chaste and not gay.

“Depression isn’t a war you win. It’s a battle you fight every day. You never get to stop, never get to rest. It’s one bloody fray after another.

Grief is an ocean, and guilt the undertow that pulls me beneath the waves and drowns me.

“If a kid looks like he doesn’t give a shit, it’s not because he doesn’t believe in himself anymore; it’s because no one else believes in him.”

We may not get to choose how we die, but we can choose how we live. The universe may forget us, but it doesn’t matter. Because we are the ants, and we’ll keep marching on.