You Win, World: The Return Of The 365 Poetry Project

It’s been a month since the end of my 365 Poetry Project, and to be quite honest it’s been awful. I know I said I needed a break, and I really did, but I’ve been a heartbroken wet bird without poetry. I thought maybe I’d get past the normal postpartum of finishing a project, but […]

52 Flashes of Fiction: Week 6 – The Frog Prince

Why is it that characters in fairy tales are always trying to melt away their weird exteriors to somehow prove how great they are underneath? I mean, I guess it’s not that complex of an idea but why do they always succeed? Why does the Beast get to be a man and we call that a happy ending? Why aren’t frogs ever just content to be cool frogs? What’s Pinocchio’s big issue with being what he is? I have never liked this about fairy tales, nor that everybody involved in those stories is always so relieved and pleased about the transformation. If I got to know and love a beast or a frog, I think I’d be pretty freaked out if they were suddenly a human man.

I said as much in one of those precious high school Literature classes one time, the ones that are generally just a great jumbled mess of inferior minds struggling to develop and/or to resist the blitzkrieg of somebody else’s ideas of “exercises in critical thinking.” I am always wrong in those classes because I always just say the opposite of what everyone else is saying, though sometimes I don’t really believe it. In this case I did believe it, and I was wrong because I was missing the importance of symbolism of stories.

“It’s vital to realize the difference between stories and real life,” the teacher was saying, “because things that could not happen in life can in stories, and they often stand in for emotions and situations that are intrinsic and therefore harder to illustrate.”

I am still not quite sure why that invalidated MY statement about beasts and princes, but it wasn’t like I was going to be a writer anyway. I was just trying to pass the class. I didn’t end up passing it, actually, because I stopped going to school the day my dead biology frog winked and blew a kiss at me and there was nothing symbolic about it.

It wasn’t even that I was freaked by a dead thing moving or an animal making human gestures- I immediately realized the significance of the story I was in the middle of. But what bothered me was that apparently not all princes ever get to be turned back to normal, and most of the time people don’t even notice.

Year 2: Day 12 – Subscription

It takes us a long time to realize
we’re not customers;
the boxes that show up on our doorsteps,
we never ordered.

But I still think sometimes
that my prayers get lost in the mail.

And I still get caught up
in waiting impatiently
by the phone.

I try to send back some of the things I get,
publications I never subscribed to,

but I think God is a magazine subscription-

I still think sometimes I can manage
all this paperwork,
that I can return unwanted parcels
and pay for expedited shipping,

but it’s true that certain magazines
just subscribe themselves to you.

 

Don’t forget to check out my first anthology, Candy Pizza: Poetry that’s Fun and Healthy, available on Amazon & Kindle.

 

Year 2: Day 11 – I’ll Love You Forever, Pinocchio

You’re a castle built up in the clouds, young man,
but I won’t forget your love-
you never knew I took it,
did you?

You had no idea what a champ you had grown to,
had grown to be perfect for me,
had shed all your true self for me.

If you were ever flesh you were putty,
and I saw nothing but wood,
but you’re easier to play with that way.

And if you ever broke that curse,
I’ll certainly look away.

 

Don’t forget to check out my first anthology, Candy Pizza: Poetry that’s Fun and Healthy, available on Amazon & Kindle.

 

Year 2: Day 10 – Further Attempts

We can’t keep doing this forever,
one of us is gonna break
sooner or later;
that’s where the hope lies,
at least.

What causes the masses of jellyfish
to wash up on the shore?
Who asks for any more?

Listen, when we get finished
it’s gonna be done
and that’ll be all-
dead carcasses on the beach
like we deserve.

But no one asks for anything more
than just the end of death.

 

Don’t forget to check out my first anthology, Candy Pizza: Poetry that’s Fun and Healthy, available on Amazon & Kindle.

 

Year 2: Day 9 – Engine Trouble

There are many things
that can be wrong
with your engine-
most of them
too hard
to explain.

There can be
screws loose,
you can have
worn-down parts,
maybe something just
snapped, or
you’ve got muck
building up
in the wrong places.

Unless you’re a mechanic,
it doesn’t matter.
It’ll suffice to say
something’s wrong.

Unless you’re going to fix it,
it doesn’t matter how-
all that matters is
it’s broke.

And even that doesn’t matter
so much,
that you’ve got
engine trouble, because
who doesn’t, right?

 

Don’t forget to check out my first anthology, Candy Pizza: Poetry that’s Fun and Healthy, available on Amazon & Kindle.

 

Year 2: Day 8 – Box of Beta Stickers

Hollow am I, the girl with the
box of Beta stickers;
it makes me wanna cry
with shame.

Jilted am I with dead eyes,
lumbering around
with a quota to meet.

In secret places I write up a basket
full of chances, rose petals,
the grace to force more grace,
but I won’t use it.

I am not the ideals that’d be nice
in a perfect world;
I’m a box of Beta stickers,
swiftly applied.

 

Don’t forget to check out my first anthology, Candy Pizza: Poetry that’s Fun and Healthy, available on Amazon & Kindle.

 

Year 2: Day 7 – Flesh and Blood

Nice protection, wearing my skin,
nice way of avoiding my ire.

Nice way to insure your assets
when half of them are mine.

How could I act without mercy
when it’d be my blood on the wall?

Why must I always stay my fists
though you never flinch at all?

If it’s love that gets you off the hook
it’s only love that keeps you there-

a privileged exception to the rule,
of flesh and teeth and hair.

 

Don’t forget to check out my first anthology, Candy Pizza: Poetry that’s Fun and Healthy, available on Amazon & Kindle.