Mo reading while blow
drying my hair. It’s the lit
tle things in life that real
ly empower a girl.
How did I do it,
you ask? It's called an app. Lit
tle orange stamp next to the lit
tle blue stamp. (That’s Twit
ter, from last Friday. I have exact
ly one follower of my exact
ly three twits. I mean tweets.
Yeesh. It's okay, you don't have to
feel bad. I mean, about my Twit
ter. That's not why I'm tell
ing you this.
ing you this.
Today when I twee
ted a picture for the first time
my phone made a bird sound and
I said, “Was that ME?” I was so embarr
assed. It also chirps like crick
ets when someone is calling. It took a lit
tle while, but I soon got the hang
of it. Do you know how man
y TV shows use crick
ets to let you know that what
you are seeing takes place out
side? All of them.
And then
And then
there are the real
crick
ets. A few years ago the cica
das were born again and boy
was that confusing. I don't know
if crickets and cicadas are the
same thing but it was like
people were calling me
all the time. I got to know cica
das that summer. I had to. If I had
n’t, then I might never know when someone is
really trying to reach me.)
I like this whole thing & this whole voice & the nutty line chops but especially I like "It’s the lit/tle things in life that real/ly empower a girl" and lol "it was like/people were calling me/all the time."
ReplyDeletehow wonderful to get to the end and realize you've been in a parenthetical since halfway through the first stanza! also: this is my kind of ecopoetics.
ReplyDeleteEvery reply to every question in this poem made me giggle :)
ReplyDeleteyay for humor in poems!
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