Dear student consultations that lasted the whole of last week,
Man, you really took it out of me.
Dear The Blacklist,
Even though as late as last week, I was still watching you, despite the fact that I really could see pretty much all of your flaws, when I read that Emily Nussbaum called you "torture porn," I now do kind of have to quit you.
sorry, but she's right,
Dear all the committees,
I am tired of your shenanigans.
now, which one of you shall I quit?
Dear fallen leaves,
When I saw you all over the back lawn, it was like the atmosphere was yellow.
you're really beautiful,
Dear harbinger of the storm,
I walked straight toward you, from meeting to meeting, and I closed my eyes and breathed you in.
I've been waiting for you,