Unconditional

By June Oh

it started with little words exported from

our lips— sentences packaged in our heads

and shipped to each other’s ears through

throaty yowls sailing across the blacktop—

talk that bore a feeling worth more

than silver, or gold, or the salt we

unknowingly carried in our tears but

never shed. i didn’t think your stories

could break me, instead cast their

ethereal onto my heartstrings,

breathe me back to life when i

couldn’t recover my own body

from this illusion of a thing called

trust. and i was wrong about the future

you promised me, and i was wrong

about the beginnings you gave to me,

and i was wrong about the love you

never had for me—

but now i am right about the spell

you forced onto me, a passage that

never had a way out except to follow

the pieces of a passion gone cold.

My name is June and I am a 15-year-old at North Hollywood High School. For me, writing is a form of escape and catharsis from the hardships of the world, and I find myself scribbling in my notebook multiple times throughout the day. In addition to writing, I enjoy listening to music, hanging with friends, and playing with my dog in the backyard!