The Voice of A Generation

Victoria Jouvert

The stories I will tell are mine and they are not mine they are our stories our promiscuous fucked up youth they are billowing around in my head pouring out of my ears with the blood of a burst eardrum they are written in the soft meat of youth the atomic beauty of damaged flesh they are spewing from explosively high nose bleeds they are romanticized in the media and perhaps they are romanticized here too

Because some of those youths were heroes and some of us were really scum but the most important thing that I can tell you is that I am the biased voice of a generation of fuck head teens who are dead, nearly dead or feel they are vastly superior to their former selves, but they don’t know that you cannot escape your past - that it lives inside of you and that you are now who you were then -

This article appeared in 200 on November 2018. Buy here

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