Priceless

by Miranda Silver

“You feel like heaven. And it makes me want to give you hell.”

Do you know how many feelings I have about that? Yes, came the answer. What are you doing? I typed, then deleted. What are WE doing? Delete. Why do you want me to have feelings when the whole point of this arrangement is to avoid having feelings… Delete. My parents Delete. My sister Delete. I put on that uniform for you, and I’m not gonna be responsible for the consequences Delete. Evergreen