It’s the last day of school. I poke my head into the fear room to find one last post. Someone has written, Love Is… just like the cartoon in the newspaper. But under that is a list in different writing and pen colors, different people filling in the blank. Love is… …all you need …a battlefield …Hell …in the air …evol spelled backward …for losers …the drug …all around …all we have left And I wonder if the answer really matters. And if that last one is true. And if it is, if love is even enough.
I kind of enjoyed writing this vignette too much since most of these are from songs. I wanted music to infuse this book as much as possible since, having not had the internet when we were in high school, it felt as though music was a life force for us in a way it couldn't possibly be now.
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