By Evelyn Pae
those of us whose minds work at lightspeed are clawing and banging and battering at your door. we are learning your language on duolingo and stealing your fruit in wegmans, we are growing your weed in our friend’s mom’s basement, we are printing your book off the internet and lighting it on fire to make hot goth women laugh. do not look for us among the ranks of the high and holy, for very few of us are there. just last month i saw one of us standing at a stoplight, his face snow-white beneath the amber glow, twitching, and i saw with your eyes the mathematician he could have been as he blew on his gloveless hands to warm them and went, a beat before the light turned green, wasted out onto the road.
Evelyn Pae is an aspiring naturalist and writer currently based in Syracuse, New York. Her work has appeared in Halfway Down the Stairs and Bright Flash Literary Review.
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