I'm Not Going to be a Comedian

by Clara Morris

One nice thing about New York is that you get to watch your dreams shatter right before your eyes. And a year long lease paralyzes you so that you have to keep your eyes open and uncovered, always watching. You're unable to shield your face as the shards of your dreams ricochet toward you. The shards don't just scratch the surface or break the skin. They leave scars. Shards of broken dreams leave scars.


Clara Morris graduated from the University of Maryland in 2008. She moved to Brooklyn to become a comedian. Her blog is here.