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| ***BIO*** A native of the Monterey Peninsula, Nicole Henares- at the age of five- authored her first book about the Monterey Public Library's lop-eared mascot, Bigfoot, and moonlighted in her early twenties as the street-talk reporter for the Coast Weekly. Henares has since penned two chapbooks of poetry, Lush and Duende, and edited a small poet's press, Magenta. Her poems are where the blues meets the mean reds and have appeared throughout the small press in publications such as The Monterey Poetry Review; Zen Baby; Poesy; The Circle Magazine; Main Street Rag; and Remark. Nicole lives in San Francisco with two cats and one husband. |
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| The Bitch You Love To Hate |
| by Nicole Henares |
| A plastic eye sculpted me
disproportioned to a man's desire, but I was an astronaut; a lawyer; a paleontologist; a firefighter. I was a princess, and I worked at McDonald's. I stayed faithful to Ken all those years; even without anatomy he still pleased me. (You never knew why because great sex doesn't need to boast.) I flew planes; I ran for president in three elections, I played soccer; I had a gold medal in figure skating; for a brief time, I even was Wonder Woman herself. I never bragged about my pink sports-car, or my beach house fashioned in the jewel of modern architecture; I wanted to be your best friend, you were welcome to all I had; my evening gowns, cocktail dresses, knock-off Chanel, cellphones, swimsuits, beauty products, even my penthouse. Sometimes you called me sister, daughter, other times you decapitated me and cut off my hair. As adults, you reviled me said my legs were too unfair: But I was a teacher; a nurse; a doctor; a ballerina; a race-car driver; a mother; the bitch you loved to hate, and never, ever, a Brat. |
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| June 2006 |
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