This is the Year!
by the 4B Creative Writing class of 2020
by the 4B Creative Writing class of 2020
This is the year I will have my first kiss.
This is the year I will break my first bone.
I will revive a dead language
and normalize nudity
and never lose at checkers
and learn how to read.
I’ll apologize to my neighbor
for my dad telling them they need to get rid of their dog
because it comes into our yard too often
and could attack us, because it is a pitbull,
even though it is not a pitbull.
I will finally see Paris (Texas) and ride on a plane (on the outside)
I will finally free the pigeons I’ve been holding hostage
I WILL FINALLY START WRITING IN ALL CAPS
And finally FIGHT THE MONSTER UNDER MY BED
I will get out the time loop, out of the time loop, oh no
I will commit my first crime.
I will rob my first bank.
I will take over a mob cartel
become a queen pin
and finally stop singing “Old Town Road”
every time it comes on the radio.
This year I will stop laughing at the fact
that my cousin posted a picture of our family
at a funeral, next to another picture of us
at a funeral, to show our supposed glow up.
I will learn how to drive
my sister insane
and apply early decision
to clown college.
I will discover something that does not exist
and find the secret pool on the 4th floor of the school
and find out where every country hides its nuclear weapons
and find a best friend.
This year, I will find my true calling
and lose my virginity.
This is the year I usurp the economy
Debunk the CIA
Use alchemy to bring someone back to life
Supercede from the union
Meet a Liberian prince and move overseas
Steal his money and go home
(Liberia lacks an aristocracy.
This is the year we change that.)
This is the year I will finally talk back to my mother
and find out I’m adopted
and hunt down my biological parents
and get them put me up for adoption
and reverse my birth.
I will give to the poor
And take from the poor
And visit starving children in faraway lands
And bring them free iPads
This is the year I’ll get lost in space
meet aliens
party with aliens
accidentally insult the aliens’ leader
start Space World War IV
hide from the invasion
lead the resistance against the aliens
recruit Will Smith
bury Will Smith
get captured by aliens
get killed by aliens
get revived by the aliens
become an alien
serve as an alien ambassador
write the peace treaty between humans and aliens
go to alien art school
fail alien art school
begin to resent the humans
win alien elections
send space humans to space internment camps
establish an alliance with Space Russia and Space Italy
invade Space Poland
and finally weaponize the polar ice caps.
This is the year I
quit vaping
churn butter
shave my legs
stop putting glue peels in my eyes instead of contact lenses
practice voodoo
suck some toes
care
seize the means of production
run a sno-ball stand
vibe check my inner child
DIE?
ressurect.