LETTERS TO JULIET

YEAR FOUR

AGE: 17

DEAR PERSEPHONE,
ITS TIME TO LOOK AT UNIVERSITIES AND UNFORTUNATELY ALL THE GOOD ONES ARE AWAY FROM YOU. I DONT WANT TO LEAVE YOU. NOT AFTER I JUST GOT YOU BACK

(even though it's been four years but who's counting)

I NEED YOU PERSEPHONE. THATS THE THING. I NEED YOU TO TELL ME THAT MY NOODLES ARE GOING TO BURN BECAUSE GOD KNOWS I CANT COOK THEM MYSELF. I NEED YOU TO WATCH SAD SHOWS WITH ME BECAUSE I CANT WIPE THE TEARS AWAY.

HEY YOURE SMART, SKIP A GRADE AND COME TO UNIVERSITY WITH ME?

YOURE LIKE MY MIDDLE TOE BECAUSE YOURE ALWAYS AHEAD OF THE REST

(I STILL HAVE A CARPET BURN)

PLEASE? FOR ME?

- HADES