Written for my introductory creative writing workshop course.
Title: Name a silly fact about yourself!
“Hey” is not for horses, but rage towards me
My name is fishy fools gold
I was not ready for my inspiration
Bodies are confusing
There’s a shark in my old friend’s swimming pool
I can’t tell if I’m faking it or I’m an actor
roller coasters and plastic chips are nice
I’m Miles Michell
I liked to believe I could flap away
Someone told on me but I needed it
There’s a rat on my face
I’ve had a traumatizing experience involving a tube of go gurt
I’m on the spectrum
Biking breaks me
I chose my major over a devastating occurrence
I smashed my finger in the door that separated my family
Title: New Parents
I'm getting a new set of parents
It has been so long since
they have been with
another
I had almost forgotten what it was like
I will no longer have to be
the second head of the household
good riddance
"He was never the same after the storm"
"She never wanted to compromise"
I always avoided eye contact during the ride
across town
trying to make sense of what they tell me
giving an occasional nod to show I was on
their side
She raised me, he provided the funds to allow me to grow
He is missing from half of my memory, she was always looking over my shoulder
She taught me how to be a person, he showed me how to be an adult
My mother wont have to vent about
the terrible men in her life
My father wont have to keep hiding
pornography and 50+ dating sites
They have both rediscover their other
Whatever makes them happy
Their realities have been cemented
I wont have to be torn between them
Title: Interactive
I was pushed into many hobbies
that were held throughout my childhood
although
I enjoyed these pastimes
I donned a uniform and recited the Scouts Honor
Just to have stories of malnourishment and bug bites
I put on worn down sneakers and ran through muddy fields
Just to realize I am not an athlete
I dressed into a costume and threw up all my emotions on stage
Just to fall out of theatre in college
Lessons can be learned from these experiences
But I'm still squinting my eyes for them
I would drag my mind through these experiences
and achieve a mere recognition of participation
Just for a chance immerse myself in digital storytelling
I was punished for doing it
I can still see the confusion and disapproval
in both our eyes when I describe my major
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