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Daddy's little girl. Make believe worlds are ever omnipresent. ... People say I'm pretty bla bla la la la what do they know. Duh, I'm a girl. I suck. ... – PowerPoint PPT presentation

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Title: Making the journey from a warm dark microcosmic home to a cruel bright anguish clad macrocosm. I am


1
Making the journey from a warm dark microcosmic
home to a cruel bright anguish clad macrocosm.
I am alive.
2
Smart like a pine needle. Questioning my sister 4
years my senior. What tastes good, I eat. Never
ashamed.
3
Jingle Bells still ring loud in my ears. Pink and
purple scissors I still choose first. Daddys
little girl.
4
Make believe worlds are ever omnipresent. Pale
and thin, nothing to worry about yet. The
truth round the corner.
5
My education begins. I watch my sister and I
want to be a dancer too. I take up ballet.
6
Gender first. I pass the final exam with flying
colors as I play with Barbie in the corner
quietly.
7
I have a boyfriend, like every girl should. My
friends make fun of me so I break his heart.
8
People say Im pretty bla bla la la la what do
they know. Duh, Im a girl. I suck.
9
Straight As. Straight Sexuality. Straight Hair.
Straight Body. Straight Straight StraightBoring
and shadowed by her dramatic pleas.
Again.
10
Ready to get the hell out. Busting out of the
ropes, crawling to freedom, exhausted from the
painful birth.
11
Je habite en France pendent une annee. First
kiss goes down bittersweet. The mosquitoes were
terrible in France. Incroyable.
12
Im becoming a woman! I thought I already was
one, but whatever they tell me. Insomnia and I
meet.
13
I belong here on the thousand house streets with
so much to forgive. We depart from home for her.
14
No one remembers me. My identity had been
confirmed, but a new one forced upon me by my
peers
15
Chicks before dicks apparently means nothing to
me. Girls hate me. I play wall-ball with the
guys.Who knows.
16
Thank God for field hockey. My song is low and
quiet, but getting louder as they multiply. IN
LOVE!
17
How could I trust someone with such faith.
Stabbed in the back. The inner conflict stands in
the way.
18
A plethora of boys, in and out. Vengeance is
wrong, but it feels good. Why cant I trust him?
19
My mother always said, Boys do stupid things
because they are immature. Lousy cheap excuse.
My education seems absent.
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