YEAH, MAYBE I KILL EVERYTHING I TOUCH LOL by Sheena Carroll

 
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YEAH, MAYBE I KILL EVERYTHING I TOUCH LOL


I have a plant in my office and I keep almost killing it. I joke that it looks so sad, but my coworker is never amused and asks, “Why don’t you just water it? That’s literally all you have to do.”


Sometimes, I do. I share my own water bottle, like a mother. But its stems are still yellowing and its leaves sag and 


I didn’t pack anything for lunch today, but that is okay. I’m fucking glowing right now because I am loved (not by the plant), I am doing well at my job (not by the plant’s standards), and I am writing lots of poems (to the plant’s detriment). 


I dressed well today because I feel well. I dressed well today because validation has provided addictive stimuli and basically, I am a spoiled brat. Today I am fucking thriving, and fucking fucking, like, everyone and 


yes, I am mostly hydrated, 

and yes, I have been eating,

and no, maybe not eating enough, 

but yes, I predict the hunger will overcome me and I will wither,


and yes, I will keep tapping my fingernails against my desk like I am waiting for someone or for me to handle this.







 
 

 
 
 

Sheena Carroll (aka miss macross) is a Pittsburgh-based writer who enjoys taking naps. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in Philosophical Idiot, FreezeRay, Sad Girl Review, and others. Her first chapbook, MISS MACROSS VS. BATMAN, was published by CWP Collective Press in 2018.

(Pronouns: she/her)