unhappy mothers

I don’t know what more I can say at this point, Mallory. I’m over this waiting. Just talk to me. Hire me. Work with me. Just actually over-this-so-I’ll-just-stand-at-your-locker-in-the-hallway-during-school over it. Yep. Tapping my Keds-encased toes and everything.

Read the remaining gems of “Unhappy Mothers” here.
 
unhappy

 

don’t say a word
i wasn’t even saying anything
great
just keep on doing that then

unhappy2

just because i’m dead and in a painting
doesn’t mean i’m not still disappointed in all of you

unhappy3

well
here it is
my life’s work

unhappy4

can you move a little bit to the right so we can get more of the boy
what boy
him?
i don’t think we need him in this picture

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