Erick Mendez

Your Heart's Desire

I want you to close your eyes. Close your eyes and imagine what it would feel like if one day, you woke and everything you knew about yourself was gone. You knew nothing about yourself. Not your name, your age, not even the color of your eyes. You wake up in a white room, and while you don’t know who you are, you still know things like what the small hard things in your mouth are, the ins and outs of politics, and the fact that at this moment there are nine other people waking up in the rooms next to you and in front of you.