Word of the Day Challenge: CRAVE
“Louis-Simon Lempereur after Jean-Baptiste Oudry, Le loup et le chien maigre (The Wolf and the Thin Dog), published 1756, hand-colored etching,
She wanted what I had
sharp teeth, a sharper tongue
and nice hair.
I wanted what she had
a mirror that told her lies
and little car that went vroom vroom.
But I like my sharp tongue
my sharp teeth
and when I crave for the things she has
I write my stories about death and decay
and mirrors that lie and little cars with fancy names
and instead of craving for what I don’t have, I feast on what I do.
RDP Thursday: Palisade
I wanted to fit in-
so I taught my mouth to smile on command
I taught my eyes to always look down and I kept my voice
low and flat when I socialized at work or on the train.
I wanted to fit in
I didn’t want to look defensive and unapproachable
so I stopped wearing dark makeup
and I stopped talking about things like
what it was like to work in a funeral home
and I dressed my dog up like a butterfly for Halloween
instead of a shark.
I hacked and I pruned away at myself
so that I would fit until there was nothing left of me at all.
Now I fit in
and I can tell that
everyone else is much, much happier.
First of all, I don’t have the answers.
But I’m posting this because the obvious and one true error was, THERE IS ONLY ONE DOG- really people, REALLY?
Before I sit down to write I listen to music.
Most of the time I listen to Mozart or Handel or Greig but in the mix I have a few rock songs.
When I was writing for Halloween these three got a lot of play, looking back on it I find my choices interesting and curious:
Curious because this is what I listen to when I’m actually writing: