Here's a moon. Well, here's our moon. Lovingly referred to as "Moon."
How to Make a Moon. This is the title of one of the piece I'll be in for DanceWorks. Julie (the choreographer) told us that she collects titles. I like that idea. Why not publish a book of titles to let people use as writing prompts? Why not make a collection of titles even if it's for my own use. So here are a few titles I like for poems or vignettes or even novels.
The Trick to Taming Lions
Saving Fish
Falling Up
Daughter of Eve
Chaos
Blonde: The New Minority
Daisy Blue
Here's a baby giraffe:
And here's a poem. My poem. One from a few months ago. Cynical? Maybe. Sad and sympathetic. Yes. Angry. Yes. All of it.
Glamour Girl
You have fish eyes. Round and dead.
She'll have such spark,
they say as they give you fringe and feathers
to accentuate your ribs
paint sex on your lips
carve your face to delicate points
dry your eyes with rough cloth.
Alone, you'll whisper to the dark: I can't be saved.
And so you stand for nothing.
I can see you as a little girl -
the charm bracelet of your broken heart,
the pieces dangling from your wrist,
drops subtle hints: I am dying.
Even in your youth: I am dying.
To die and live today between the pages
with hair pulled tight to fling you across the room -
They'll carve their names on your bones
and throw you to the beasts.
Oh how they'll love you.
Here are some coffee beans. Cheers.



