"A friend might well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature." -Ralph Waldo Emerson My childhood friend, Celeste, recently gifted me with inspiration: she returned to me a 2003 "Island Paradise" calendar that I had given her as a birthday present the year we graduated high school. I had written some poetry and nonsense on the calendar in an attempt to inspire her throughout the year-- the idea being that she would look at the calendar once in a while and remember fun times we had surfing, talking about boys, philosophizing about the possibilities of college... She said, "You know, Adrienne, you should really write these down in one place. OK. So I am going to pay homage to my other main-girl-squeeze, Lika. She is a brilliant writer who has been committed to "getting her stuff out there". This is for you too, girl. |
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These are some of the tidbits I wrote on the calendar that had previously been journal entries.
1.7.2003
Her name is Chanel
she has pigtails
she lives in Hollywood
growing up on Sunset Blvd
isn't easy
people do choke on
the silver spoon
some purge themselves
onto a silver platter.
Perfectly stenciled
eyebrows and lips
hairbrushes and airbrushes
when you think of
BEAUTY
do you see a woman
on the verge
or a virgin?
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feel Cupid's kisses
like champagne perfume
****they tantalize****
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My family and friends know I am a procrastinator///so I am "swallowing the frog" and putting some action to the ideas. (thanks, Mom)
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