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An Inventory of Myself
My parents named me Megan.
A lot of people call me Meg.
I am seventeen years young,
On the brink of adulthood,
But not quite.
I have long and straight hair
That I love to comb my fingers through.
My cheeks are plump pillows,
Favourably pinched by wrinkly women who miss their own.
I really want to learn how to surf.
I fall in love with big cities full of people who simply don’t care.
In a small apartment with a beautiful view,
I’d be Audrey Hepburn,
Singing lullabies in the fire escape.
I like kissing and protruding collarbones and walking barefoot in July.
I am proud of my scars,
They prove I’m strong enough to survive.
I am not a fan of pasta, no matter what the noodles look like.
I could spend an entire day on the beach with a cold drink and a good book.
Davies is my favourite writer
I read Fifth Business and
I am both Dunny and Boy
Still trying to figure out how this can be.
I always complain of lack of sleep in the morning;
I’ll do anything to stay awake at night.
When I love someone I give them mixed CDs:
Some Bon Iver to cure the heart aches
And The Lumineers for long car rides.
They are the soundtracks of my soul.
I like the smell of laundry that has been hung outside to dry
And reading my horoscope in the newspaper,
I am a Leo.
I want to get tattoos all over my body
But I care too much about what people think.
I wish I could say I’ve never smoked a cigarette,
Or experimented with pushing my boundaries,
Or did a lot of things,
But that would change who I am,
And I kind of like myself, or at least whom I’ve turned out to be.
Who might I be, exactly?
Request still pending.
I wish I could’ve lived through the 60s,
And taken pictures with a film camera so I could leave the roll undeveloped
For someone else to discover.
I am fascinated by underwater ecosystems
And I crave greasy food almost all the time.
Quietly, I’ll admit that I dislike Taylor Swift.
She whines too much.
I want to write a novel called The Hurried Child.
It’ll be brilliant; they’ll make it into a movie.
But the book is always better than the movie,
And I hate everything I write.
I won’t mind growing old.
Wrinkles prove that each day was lived to its limits.
I think they add character (especially laugh lines).
I adore mint chocolate and hair ribbons tied in bows.
I’m allergic to cats,
But I love them anyway.
I think Twitter is a revolutionary idea.
I also think we’ve been brainwashed by it,
Which scares me.
#ChangeIsInevitable
I like to sleep under thousands of stars
Sprinkling the sky like chalk dust on a black board.
One night I saw a shooting star plummeting towards the Earth,
The biggest one I’d ever seen,
And I was grateful for my circumstances
Because I thought the world was ending.
This is 2013.
The world did not end
And my life is just beginning.
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