Nothing to See Here

by Kevin Wilson

county. I wasn’t destined for greatness; I knew this. But I was figuring out how to steal it from someone stupid enough to relax their grip on it.

She looked psychotic as she said this; I wanted to make out with her. She flipped her hair in such a way that it could

psycho is hot

She looked apologetic, like she knew she was pulling me into something that might ruin me. But she didn’t stop. She didn’t send me back to my mom’s house. She held on to me.

lot of times when I think I’m being self-sufficient, I’m really just learning to live without the things that I need.

was lyrical and honeyed and entirely natural. It sounded nice. “Madison thinks the world

made me think that wealth, as of course I already knew without firsthand experience, could normalize just about anything. It made me think

purified. I didn’t think about it then, but later I remembered that these kids had already been in this very house,

loved how expertly bitchy she was; I wanted to study her for a year.

The big thing is so ridiculous that you absorb only the smaller miracles.

had a whole summer to take this house and make it ours. And who could stop us? Jesus, we had fire.

“We’ll just burn it all down,” Bessie said. “Everything. Everyone. We’ll set it on fire.” “Okay,” Roland said. “Good night, Roland,” Bessie said. “Good night, Bessie,” Roland said. They settled into positions of sleep, their bodies relaxing. It was so dark in the room. I could hear them breathing. And then,

Love they knew she was awake

And I knew a secret to caring for someone, had learned it just this moment. You took care of people by not letting them know how badly you wanted your life to be different.

And how do I say this? How do I say it and have you understand? Maybe there’s no way to say it. I was happy. I was happy that Bessie and Roland would be mine. But, can you understand me? I was sad. I was sad because I wasn’t entirely sure that I wanted them. They had appeared, like magic, but I wasn’t magical. I was messed up. I messed things up. And I knew that having two children, two children who caught on fire, would be hard. It would make me sad. It would be so easy to ruin them. Something was ending. Even if it had been awful, my life was ending, and it felt like this wasn’t my life anymore. It was someone else’s. And I had decided that I’d

Kids in general lol

It was just an ending. And downstairs, there was a new beginning.

And so I decided to believe her. I decided that this was the truth. It was this little fire. And I would hold on to