“Maybe another ribbon would h–”
“It would not.”
“The flowers are fine. I just still don’t like you.”
“No, it’s nothing.
JUST TAKE IT, TAKE THE CROWN AND LEAVE ME WITH MY GOATS
“Father, if you are willing, let this flower crown pass from me; however not my will, but yours be done.”
I can barely see it and I still hate it
“Although there is no change in my patrician facade, I can assure you my heart is breaking.”
This one’s not a lady, but he looks so damn desolate that I had to get him in the lineup.
“This demeans the both of us.”
remove the harp of rejoicing
bring me the harp of ennui
“I am smiling. Take the picture.”
no, I love it
I don’t know why it’s falling apart
maybe the crown just wants to be on the floor
“I’ll smile when I have something to smile about.”
“No, I love it. It’s just what I would have picked out for myself. It’s so practical, and…I can wear it for years.”
“Don’t forget that it’s me who’s the Queen of the Goddamned May around here.”
Mallory is an Editor of The Toast.