Here is my offering, inspired by Florence and the Machine’s ‘Cosmic Love’.
by PC Wheeler
I did not expect to find Julie in the boy’s bathroom. Blood circled her wrists and streaked across the floor.
“What did you do?”
This was Julie: honor student and cheerleader. She was nothing like me. She lived in a mansion; my mom and I lived in a trailer.
She looked at me, maybe for the first time, and said, “I needed to know I could feel something.”
“You’re not doing it right,” I said and pushed my black sleeves up to show her the parallel scars on the insides of my forearms. “I’ll show you how.”