SELFIE

I was a teenager, bred in Seattle, Washington.
God I fucking love the green and the rain, it’s
like the only worth was the trees that made you
think of money. Why am I here? What is this
consuming generation I am living in? I took
100 selfies and felt so fucking ugly, I’m so
ugly I can’t think straight. But my poetry is so
beautiful, the music I hear is so beautiful, spring
is decadent, dancing with all passion is beyond
word; The paper books are amazing, their smell
too, people are beautiful even their scars and
broken noses. I’m Kurt Cobain today and I sing
the song I love “I’m so ugly, that’s ok cause so
are you” and all the selfies I took don’t matter
anymore.

by Vanessa Matic