• Coco wrote about the word canteen 1 year, 11 months ago

    The empty canteen was strapped to my shoulder, bouncing obnoxiously against my skin, sticking with sweat for milliseconds before bouncing back. I didn’t know what I was doing with such a heavy-duty water bottle for a liberal arts summer day camp. That’s what I get for letting my dad shop for me.

  • Coco wrote about the word swept 2 years, 2 months ago

    She swept her emotions away like dirt under the rug. There was no process of disposal, just a scattering, a general push away. She couldn’t stomach a dirty floor, nor could she take a heart so packed with feelings, so she swept.

  • Coco wrote about the word keychain 2 years, 2 months ago

    I like keychains. They’re kind of useless to me, seeing as I don’t drive. I always find the perfect little junk-tourist keychains and then have absolutely nothing to do with them. Because keychains need keys. And we don’t lock my house except at night, and we keep a spare key in the butter churner next [...]

  • Coco wrote about the word tables 2 years, 2 months ago

    I love to sit on tables. They’re more comfortable than chairs, because you can just let your legs dangle without worrying. It seemed like I was going to write dance on tables. I’m not a stripper. I promise. I’m far too young for that. Although sometimes I think I wouldn’t mind.

  • Coco is in the house. 2 years, 2 months ago