I came home late tonight from rehearsal and found this on my dresser:
And while I usually at least make a attempt to seem subtle about touting my daughters’ brilliance by way of irony or humorous anecdote, there’s no way to sugar coat this one: this poem is freaking amazing. I assume you can decipher the “creative spelling”. If not, you have no soul.
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6 Comments
i can’t make out the last bit. is that an 8?
“for 8 days”.
and you have no soul.
hey, i bought it back from jazmin almost 2 years ago. and this does not declare my soul void because i could decipher the creative spelling, i just couldn’t see the last word
People seem to be missing the point here – is your dresser made of glass? How do you keep your unmentionables unmentioned?
Thanks, I couldn’t read it either. I thought it might be a perpendicular infinity sign. To be honest, maybe that ’s something to consider in the second draft of the poem…
As I kros the wavs ovr the oshin so fast for (infinity)
I like the creative punctuation. Very e.e. cummings.
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