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There's Not An App For That


Nowadays 99 cents is all it costs To order a pizza or watch the next episode of Lost But tell me, What does it cost to keep a heart beating? Nowadays You can say "I love you" over a text Or rant to a stranger about your ex But tell me, How does it feel to say those things in person? Because there's not an app for genuine human connection No, there's no app to communicate our emotions There's no app to simulate crying on a shoulder Or fighting til the night gets colder Or laughing because your friend is laughing No, there's no app for the things that make us human. Yet when you spend your whole life trapped behind and touching a blinding piece of glass, you'll probably forget what being human even feels like.
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Holly Bernstein

I am a proud freshman at Downtown Arizona State University where I major in Journalism and Mass Communication. My passions include speech and debate, the news, puns, poetry, writing, and late night comedy shows.

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