What's gonna happen?

I was lucky enough to audit Professor Reg McKnight’s creative writing class at UGA, and his mention of a former student whose story consisted entirely of questions has stuck with me for years.
I’d like to think I’m paying homage, but I’m just stealing the idea.
Will I be punished for my thievery?  I guess we’ll have to wait and see.


The Lighthouse, Glasgow

The Lighthouse, Glasgow

When did my once-pretty hands go all crepey and speckley?
From where did that knobby knuckle sprout?

Why won’t trump upchuck on tv like Poppy did; then choke and die in front of us?
Do you suppose we’ll ever come to grips with this?

Does anyone I know like to get dick pics, cocks popping up on their phones?
Why do I find that so utterly repulsive?

Who the hell has itchy knees?
Will this flea season ever end?

Why can’t we program a robot to check the “I am not a robot” box?
Who else thinks ladybugs smell like green tomatoes commingled with campfires?
Can someone be a “has been” if one has never “been?”

When did I go all crazy cat lady? 
Why don’t I give a shit that I did?

Where the hell did all this stuff come from?
How’d I accumulate so damn much?
Why, for so many, is there never enough?

Why don’t I unpack when I return from a journey? 
Why do I care that I don’t?
Will I ever make it to Zanzibar?
Will I make it safely home?

Why is it so hard to grasp more than one thing at once can be true?
Why is empathy so fucking exhausting? Is it a blessing or a curse?

What’s the deal with Zaire again?
Why have I forgotten so much I once knew?

How many lives have I lived before?
How do I know it’s not déjà vu?
Why’d he feel so familiar that very first instant?
Dare I breathe what may have happened?
Is that why I’m so scared so often?
Is this our chance to right past wrongs?

How do I know I look just like my mother when I’m staring off into space?
Why, when I open my mouth, does the sound of my sister’s voice emanate?
Is it nature or nurture? Does it matter?  Does anything, for that matter?

How did my energy dissipate?
To where did it disappear?

Is it a sign of deadly sickness when my tea stops tasting good?

Will today be the day the call comes?
Who will be the first to go?
Who will be the first to know?

Why am I so easily distracted?

How come I’m always so hungry?
What should I make for dinner this evening? 
What’s for lunch?