Isthmus

"We're Not Together"

by Jennifer Bryan

Carrie won’t look at the cars.  She walks backwards around the circle.  She’s sure her parents have opened the letter.  She was too scared to tell them over the phone she was leaving.  That she couldn’t stay one more day feeling like she was dying.  The city that never had a past but didn’t have a future, the university on the hill with the stately stone buildings and castles, the black birds waiting in the bare trees, the wind that penetrated her coat, and that was all before late October, before the snow.  It was killing her on the inside.

Isthmus, Issue 1, Spring 2014

Cover Image: Library of Congreaa