By Hannah Yale
I am trying to get something
out of my classes, so I
raise my hand and try to apply
what we’re reading
to my life
life is not for any purpose; life
and everything it encompasses
is an end in itself.
we must accept that
joy and suffering are both
intrinsically valuable
he asks for a specific example
of suffering; how can you accept that?
my best friend died
(my voice shakes)
about nine months ago
oh.
a silence falls across the room
as my classmates tune me out
and begin thinking about
the next thing they want
to say
I think it’s hard to remember that
the space you take up
and
the space you leave behind
are equally important
and I know that the hurt
I feel is actually just
pure love for her
I stop talking,
but I keep thinking:
and she is always with me.
White Noise Zine 