In between swells of panic, anger, and attempting to work, I’m plotting how I can be an absolute menace. -I want my resilience to be the popcorn kernel that makes their gums bleed when they try to pluck it out -I hope their eyes burn in horror of my unapologetic existence -I yearn to be a terrifying slutty little gremlin that embodies their most depraved desires -I strive to be a hideous riot of color that stains the fabric of their bland little lives We don’t get peace? Neither do they