by Alone on the Isle
I can taste your weakness, and it excites me. In time, I will exploit it, make it my strength, and crush you. You don’t deserve it, and that heightens my anticipation. The thought of you dissolving into self-hatred gives me a purpose. I have a talent. And, as mom always said, find what you are good at and become the best; she would be proud.
Alone on the Isle, author of Thank You All, is a twenty-something male, making a go of it on an island while his friends and family move on without him.