WHAT TO FRY NOW!
Artwork by www.oliviabossert.com
Remember when we were teenagers
And we used to say,
Of someone we were secretly envied
Or were intimidated by,
“She’s so fake!”?
Did you do that?
We did.
Why are we still
Eyeing each other up and down,
Zooming in on boobs and suspiciously-smooths,
And well,
Nicole Kidman?
Because now lots of us are at least partially fake.
And we're allowed (which is what my siblings and I used to say when we were young and snarky).
We need to concentrate on frying the bigger, stinkier fish.
Also, we mustn't forget to stock up on air freshener,
Because the Super Stinkers are about to hit the pan en masse.
Open the windows. Or close them.
I don't know.
Anyway,
Let's try not to be Stinkers.
Not even mini ones.
Or, maybe, keep our Stinkies in the First Aid Cabinet,
And use at our discretion.
Intelligently, you know.
Let's be nice. As much as we possibly can.
Cesca xx
PS: And let's be careful, too. You know, walls and (citrus-coloured) ears and all that...
