One Teenage Girl

Christina's pictures 204One Teenage Girl

She wished some nights
she’d just die.
She’d see them all
at her wake
where she would lie
(dead but awake)
and through closed eyes
follow their remorse–
that sorrow surely forced
by their prior
shallowness–

Her grin within the crimped
pink satin
would be mistaken
for a slip
of the lipstick (thankfully, the dead
do not guffaw).

Sometimes, the vision seemed so real,
she could make out the granules
of her make-up–blusher clinging
to her cheeks like fuzz
on a peach,
her friends’s hands
over their mouths in the pow
of disbelief, the glint
of their shined nails.

Oh, then,
they’d be sorry.

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Some numbered April poem for Magaly Guerrero’s prompt on Real Toads about a wish gone wrong.  I’m not sure if this one really did GO wrong–seems a bit wrong from the start.  The pic is a terrible photo of a really interesting piece (part of a series) by my daughter, Christina Martin. 

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15 Comments on “One Teenage Girl”

  1. whimsygizmo Says:

    Oh, my. This is powerful stuff. So well done.


  2. Creepy and sad. And I agree with your note, she wished for something bad that went worse. Difficult to tell whose sorrier in the end. Probably everyone.


  3. oooh, creative write–love the pretty images in such a dark poem

  4. lynn__ Says:

    I like the ending thought!

  5. Sanaa Rizvi Says:

    Deliciously dark..! Bravo 🙂


  6. That’s a fantasy so many might have… Good to think out the thought… Lovely bones is on my bucket list to read…

  7. Brendan Says:

    Isn’t that a fervid adolescent fantasy—to be grieved as intensely as one wishes to be loved? Funny how imagining one’s death and the convulsed scene of sorrow to follow is erotic (or would that be thanotic?). Love and death the lute we play on for all our days. Loved it.

  8. Rosemary Nissen-Wade Says:

    A really good example of a very bad wish. (And haven’t we all, when young?)

  9. hedgewitch Says:

    This really made me think about that angsty teenage girl moment–I certainly had one, but aspirin won;t get you there, despite what the school nurse tells you–as something completely different–something a bit less self-pitying and a bit more brave with childhoods low information bravery–to give all you have to try to make people see their cruelty, to see *you*–really, there’s something about this one, k. Fine poem.

  10. Mama Zen Says:

    This is so real. So very, very real.

  11. Kerry O'Connor Says:

    Oh, I remember those ‘Then they’ll be sorry’ thoughts.


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