The Orchid Journal

(Photo by Laelia Watt) The earth breathes deeply under its frozen covering waiting, staving off panic for the blindness the penetrating cold Solid ground and treacherous waters appear the same- all disguised by indistinguishable white. Having walked this way before, I am not deceived by the altered lay of the land. Unsettled though, and chilled Chilled in more than flesh. Chilled, and fighting the barren, lonely, silent freeze waiting as the earth longs for the first hint of Spring.

Dear upper echelon entities, This is now the fifteenth application I have submitted to your esteemed establishment. After a total of one year and one month of being a college graduate unable to procure suitable employment, I am resorting to nontraditional measures. Instead of enumerating my various skills and experiences that can be easily determined by reading my resume, and instead of wasting your time (and my sanity) by explaining with simpering posture how much I adore your institution, I am going to cut to the chase, as they say. There is no doubt that I can perform the duties of this job. Not only have I demonstrated that I have a brain by making it through elementary and high school years with straights A's, but I also graduated high school a year early. In college, I was on the Dean's list every semester in four different colleges located in two different states. This demonstrates an ability to adapt to new environments easily. I studied nursing, art, dance, Span...