[Image Description: Text of the poem “To the Young Who Want to Die” by Gwendolyn Brooks, next to a black and white photo of the poet. Poem reads as follows:
Sit down. Inhale. Exhale. The gun will wait. The lake will wait. The tall gall in the small seductive vial will wait will wait: will wait a week: will wait through April. You do not have to die this certain day. Death will abide, will pamper your postponement. I assure you death will wait. Death has a lot of time. Death can attend to you tomorrow. Or next week. Death is just down the street; is most obliging neighbor; can meet you any moment.
You need not die today. Stay here–through pout or pain or peskyness. Stay here. See what the news is going to be tomorrow.
Graves grow no green that you can use. Remember, green’s your color. You are Spring.
DNA stands for Deoxyribonusloculumicizmgmmsm Acid.
DNA is the blueprint of life. That means it’s blue and smells like ammonia.
DNA contains four codons: G, T, A, and San Andreas.
DNA is a “macro-molecule” but you shouldn’t mention this in public.
DNA lives in the nucleus of the cell, which is like the yolk in the egg that is you.
DNA needs RNA to copy itself, making RNA the carbon paper of the human body, and the Command-C buttons on the keyboard of your soul.
DNA can be “spooled” out of the cellular nucleus by pinning it to a stick and turning the stick very slowly.
DNA can help identify criminals in court. Once it does, it enters the DNA Protection Program and is moved to a small town in Alaska under a new name, and it can have no more contact with its family or friends.
Bach, Ari. “DNA: The Twizzler Of Life.” Facts I Just Made Up, tumblr, July 10th, year of our Lord 1873. All rights reserved, no animals were harmed in the making of this factoid, Shemhamforash, Ave Satanas, Hail Satan!
