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ode to "m"
sitting on a kitchen stool
i heard a voice outside yell "FOOL!"
wondering who the fool could be
i stepped outside at once to see.
upon my lawn i did spy
a guy, and then..another guy!
the two were locked in heated debate
each proclaiming himself to be great.
"you're BOTH fools" i shouted at them
"in fact, the great one is vitamin m!"
both looked at me, their faces contorted
by looks of confusion at what i'd retorted.
"vitamin m? and what the hell's that?"
the shorter of the two boys spat.
"your knowledge of vitamins is something loath!
"vitamin m, you numbskulls, is essential for growth!"
their faces lit up in a happiest sight
at once i knew i'd stopped the fight.
"vitamin m!" they shouted together
and walked away in their shoes of leather.
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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