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OnnotflyingtoHawaii

Icouldbethewaitress
intheairportrestaurant
fulloftiredcigarettesmokeandunseeingtourists.
Icouldturnintothenevernoticedlandscape
hangingidenticallyinalltheboothsorthecustomerbehindtheChronicle
whohasbeengivingadviceaboutstockportfoliosforforty
years.
Icouldbehismortalweariness,
hisdiscardedsportssection,hissmolderingashtray.
Icouldbethe70yearoldwomanwhohasneverseen
Hawaii,
touchingherredlipstickandsprayedhair.
Icouldenterthelinendress
thatpoofsaroundherbodylikeabridesmaid,
orbecomehergayson
sittingoppositeher,stirringanothersugar
intohisblackcoffeeforlackofsomethingtruetosay
Icouldbethereincarnatedsoulofthecomposer
oftheMuzakthatplaysrelentlesslyoverhead,
orthefactoryworkerwhowovethisfakeOrientalcarpet,
orthehushedshoesofthebusboy

ButIdon'twanttobethelifeofanythinginthis
pitstop.

AlisonLuterman

IlikethispoembecauseIrelatetothefactofnotwantingtobestuckinaplacethathasnothing
foryouandhowitfeelslikeeveryotherexistencehasmoretoofferthenthentheoneyour
living.Lifeisaveryinterestingcomplexjourney,whywouldyouwanttowasteitdoingnothing
andseeingthingsthatanyoneelsecouldseeeasily?Thispoemmademewishfullythinkthere
wasawaytolive100differentlivesandseeathousanddifferentthingsthroughtheeyeof
anotherperson.Apill?Amachine?Somethinglikethat.Idon'tknow,thefactthatIliveinsuch
asecluded,smallarea,whereitswinterformostoftheyearmakesmewannabeanywherein
theworldbutheremostofthetime.Ilikethefactthatthispoemmentionsallstretchesoflife
andpeopleandputsintoperspectiveallthedifferentlayerstherearetotheworld.Itshardto
rememberthatsometimeswhenyouhaven'tleftyourowninawhile.

IBuildItWithStone

Iwear16braceletsonmyarm
Iwriteyourinredvelvettippenonmypillowcase
Iwallpaperyourpostersabovemybed
Iengraveyourinitialsonmyclosetdoor
Igettothestaple2hoursearlyso
Icanbrushyourbrownshinycoat225times
Irun6mileswithoutstopping
Ionlywordskybluesocks
Ipracticechordsuntilmyfingerscannotbend
Itattoo56starsontherightsideofmyface
IfastforRamadan
IhandouteveryflyerforpeaceinSudan
ImemorizeHebrew
Imemorizedfortheopenslam
Icollect100glasshorses
Ican'tmymomtriedon
Idon'tsteponthecracks
Idon'teatmeat
Iholdmybreathwhenthelightisred
Istayawakefor3days
Ilearnanorexia
Ijumpshotsfor7hours
IcompulsivelypracticeLantin
Latineloquicoactussum

Ireadeverypoem
Ireciteeveryword
Iwatcheveryfilm
Iknowyoureverymove
IplayyourvideoandImemorizedeverystepyoumake
Ireceiveyourtweets
Iknowyourpain
Isingsongs
Imakeyoupresentsoutoftwigsandshellsandfeathers

Iputthematthefootofthestage
Iscreamwhenthelightscomeup
Icallyouandhangup7times
IknowyoucanseemyIDnumber
Iamsearching
formother
foranswers
forareason
fortomorrow
forGod
forAllah
formore
forLess
formyteacherMrs.Martin
foreverything
fornothing

Ibowdown
Ipiece
Istarve
Ismokemarijuana
Igotochurch
Isinglouder
Icallyourname
Istayinthewater
Icutoffmyhair
Igrowitlonger
Igetonmyknees
Ibuilditwithstone
Devoted.

EveEnsler
(Fromthebook
"IamanEmotionalCreature")

Thisisoneofmyfavoritepoemsfromthebook
IamanEmotionalCreature.
Ilovethepattern
andrepetitionofsomeofthelinesandhowsimplebutpowerfultheyare.It'sareallylayered

poembecauseitfeaturesalotofdifferentaspectsoflife,liketheotherpoemIreflectedon
earlierthisweek.Itreallyfeelslikethelifeofateenagegirlisbeingwritteninthispoembecause
ofallthesmalldetailsandobviousemotionwhenyou'rereadingit.Eventhoughthispoemwas
inspiredbyapersonthathasacompletelydifferentlifecomparedtome,Istillreallyrelatetoit
forsomereason.Shetalksaboutsomethingthatsoundslikeafamoussingersheworshipsand
thenshealsotalksaboutworshipingGod,whichisreallyinterestinganditshowspeoplehave
differentIdolsandheroesfordifferentthingsandthisishelpfultoseparatethedifferentpartso
ourselves.Idon'tknowifthatmadeanysense.Irereadthispoemallthetimebecauseitflows
sowellandconnectwithme.

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