Me, Wishing I Were Yoko Ono
Patronage Piece
Me, Wishing I Were Yoko Ono
Patronage Piece
that I just saw Jonathan Franzen driving a white Subaru Forester in Williamsburg? Nahhhhh, can’t be…
You are my world’s aliquot stringing.
Oh no, New York Times!
From an article entitled “Narcissism: The Malady of Me” on the removal of Narcissism from the DSM.
“Do you follow yourself closely on Twitter? Have you been blogging regularly about your coming memoir?”
I’ve done the latter… are you calling me a narcissist?!
The Intervention Drinking Game
Okay so MAYBE I had something to do with this, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be GENIUS! In fact…
The Sincere Version
Some I love
Once gave me an orchid
I killed it, by accident
I put one of the flowers inside a large book
Now it is the most beautiful,
delicate
secret little thing
***
The Snarky Version
A bi-curious guy I once loved
Gave me an orchid
I killed it, by accident (I swear)
(even though I followed all the instructions on
YahooAnswers)
I put one of the flowers inside the book I was reading, a rather pretentious 1,000 page book that is pretty much considered a modern classic and makes you appear super smart when you carry it on the L Train
(which I eventually finished, a-hem)
Now it is the most beautiful
delicate
secret little thing
And I still admire it
Even though he kind of phased me out and I think is now engaged to a girl who works at Sea World?
***
The Compromise/The Truth
Someone I love(d)
once gave me an orchid
I killed it, by accident
(even though I followed all the instructions on YahooAnswers)
I put one of the flowers
inside my copy of Infinite Jest
Now it is the most beautiful
delicate
secret little thing
Giving thanks for my new discovery of the season, poet Kay Ryan, whose pieces are “slim as runway models, so tiny you could almost tweet them.” Like mine!
Bitter Pill
A bitter pill
doesn’t need
to be swallowed
to work. Just
reading your name
on the bottle
does the trick.