Monday, November 30, 2009

roll your eyes, & move right along.

I will not try to be eloquent
Nor impress you with my wordy ways
Elongating sentences with strings of adjectives
Fragments for emphasis.

No, I'll cut straight to the chase. I
was prettiest when I wasn't eating
At all
And taking my cues from Cassie and Daisy
and Sylvia Plath

And it isn't about the boys,
Because they either like you or
They don't
Most of the time it is the latter
At least, when it comes to the good ones

It's about the girls you see, and how they all get together and talk.
About their thighs that jiggle, and look like cottage cheese
In shorts, in summer heat.
Those girls, more than anything, make me want to stick my finger Down my throat.
Not eat for three days.

It's about being lovely, you see
To yourself
And to the mirror,
Like a wisp of smoke.

7 comments:

sara said...

hello dear,i just wanted to stop in and say hello since i've been stalking your blog forever and i think you are a wonderful writer.you words are like magic that transport me to another time and place ♥
thank you for the inspiration
xoxo,
sara

tiffany;; said...

Sara,
Thank you so much.
I've been gone from the blogosphere for awhile, and I've been doubting my writing. A lot.
This was just the encouragement I needed.
Be blessed,

tiffany;;

K said...

You have such a wonderful blog here,girl.I love the way you write and how you express your feelings,very sensitive,special and beautiful.Please never never stop writting!

I'm following it now:)

tiffany;; said...

K,
Thank you thank you thank you!
Your compliments are so kind,
and lovely.
Thank you for following.

tiffany;;

Landon said...

thank you for posting again. it had been too long. effortless as usual.

tiffany;; said...

Landon,
Thank you, sir.
I'm glad to be posting again.
And glad you are still around the blogosphere.

tiffany;;

Landon said...

I returned recently. Its much easier to maintain my thoughts this time around. I have many more ideas floating around in this here head o' mine that I used to.