All Our Wrong Todays

by Elan Mastai

Every second of the day, we’re all three inches from being dead.

Every person you meet introduces the accident of that person to you. What can go right and what can go wrong. There is no intimacy without consequence.

She was your mother and she loved you in a way nobody ever has and nobody ever will and now she’s gone.

Returning to school after I ran away, I made the most important discovery of my adolescence—it doesn’t matter if you’re smart or skilled if you can somehow be first.

Biology doesn’t require soul mates to do its business.