Corey Ginsberg Graduate School Application Graduate School Application Full name: I'll tell you the first and last, but I'll save the middle for a time when bread no longer defines the peanut butter and jelly sandwich. What sets you apart from other applicants? I've never wanted to be President though I can hold my breath for nearly three minutes without any apparent brain damage. My failures adorn me like shiny Purple Hearts, the fancy flare stuck to my already calloused skin. I offer walls before graffiti, eggshells that refuse to decompose. I can show emptiness, the place where the soul meets the skin. Statement of purpose: To thrive. No, to exist. To eat an entire birthday cake without cracking a smile. To be deaf and dumb: a parody of myself but beautifully oblivious. To earn the first movie before judging the sequel. Educational background: Nineteen years spent taking apart a puzzle only to set the whole thing on fire. A decade of failed tries at writing left-handed, learning Cartesian Dualism, and swimming in a puddle I still resent having created. I've never learned the state capitals and probably never will. I don't even regret my ignorance. Briefly describe yourself to us: An eraser mark, a rusty waffle maker cooking up conspiracy theories and burnt breakfast cuisine. Everything crossed out in the first draft and discarded. A limp, broken mouse in a cat's jaw, eyes saying, This isn't how it's supposed to end. Is there anything else you'd like to tell us about yourself? I'm terrified of heights though I've been known to skydive. My bones are brittle but I'm not afraid to bleed. |