For NaPoWriMo: Day 2
undefined, book, lines, fear, gift, secret
Meet The Girls
Came when I was eleven
and not ready. Then refused
to stop growing. Been
problematic ever since, a twist
of fate’s dark humor.
They’ve never been a secret.
Always out in front, leading
the way, forever staring at my feet
perhaps expecting them to find
a better place to hang out.
Undefined, heavy, far too large
for a short woman, they were
always bound in public, lest
they escape and unleash
Until now. I live alone. Don’t
have to worry about that kind
of exposure. Finally released,
they are free to be, to breathe.
No threat of smelly heat rash.
Supposedly a gift, but to or for
whom? Certainly never held
any perks in my book. These
may be the only lines ever
written about them.
And that would be a very good thing.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/2/2016
Notes: When it comes to prompts, mine are the hardest ones to write to. But, when I taught, I had a personal rule: I can’t ask anyone to do what I am not willing to do myself.
I really thought this was a good idea (exploring some of the taboos we have about certain words or subject matter). Then realized I’d have to do it myself. A rather hefty proposition
when you realize I’ve been writing for over forty years (started making notes when I was twenty-seven). But, without fail, my subconscious offered up two striking subjects I’d never written about, one really daunting, the other with humorous possibilities. As you can see, I chose humor. We have to laugh a lot through these next few weeks, or go bonkers.
The image is a photo of a double rainbow put through the kaleidoscope app. I’ve always liked it. When I went looking for a visual for this piece, I finally saw another possible interpretation. Here’s to ever more creativity…