Coeur d’artichaut, Day 7 NaPoWriMo 2018

The prompt for Day 7 involves the juxtaposition of two layers of identity.

Coeur d’artichaut

She thinks she looks
too ugly. Didn’t used to but now
she was old. Hadn’t always been.
Arrives at party and thinks,
–Here I am–and seeks a familiar face,
finding none, walks toward
artichoke dip and chardonnay
desperately searching
for someone she knows.
Over there! (but talking to
someone else.) She dares not
approach, and slowly shrinks back
toward the artichoke dip.

Dressed in white, belted in black
she arrives at the match,
bows in,
eyes her opponent, and thinks,
–There he is!
–What will he do?
–If he does this,
–I’ll do that.
–I will make him
–do this
–so I can counter
–with that.
And so goes the conversation
to the final bow,
no artichokes in sight.

karate me


2 thoughts on “Coeur d’artichaut, Day 7 NaPoWriMo 2018

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s