We are a professionally temporary generation. We are so happy to hide for small fees in dark classrooms.
We just factor the colored pencils we steal into our nonliving wages to shade in the psychedelic coloring books we use in lieu of therapy.
We have learned to live with itch.
Sara Martin’s writing has appeared on Lit Hub, The Rumpus, in The Seattle Review, Penn Review, Columbia Review & other publications.
Met Generation Rent in the multi-story carpark yesterday.
They’d parked themselves where the electric cars go, in a circle defending their charging electronics. Their final protection a clothes-line of paid parking-tickets. Unbreachable for just three hours.
I drove by, fuelled by diesel and guilt, and made their sad bunting flutter.
Virginia Marybury loves history (especially hidden, revisionist, steampunk or other alternatives), but is no alt-truther.