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| May 2005 |
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| ***BIO*** TygerLily Ernst: I am a native of Illinois and I am currently studying creative writing at the University of Nebraska. My work has appeared in Plains Song Review Volumes II and IV, Poetry Motel, Wavelength, the anthology Times of Sorrow/ Times of Grace and other publications. In addition, I am currently working on my first novel, currently titled "This Existence", a collection of poetry for a chapbook titled "Personal Geography" and I own the nonprofit publishing company Unfortunate Bohemia Publishing, Inc. |
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| remembering the smell of cotton candy |
| by TygerLily Ernst |
| she lay on her bed staring out the window at the passing clouds at the calico hunting an unsuspecting wren at the neighbor boy mowing the lawn in his beach shorts making rows and haphazard circles when he looks up to her window and smiles and waves and she waves back absorbing his smile thinking of the State Fair and how he bought her cotton candy and how she usually wasn't allowed to date being 15 and all but their parents had been friends for ages with their fathers both doctors and their mothers best friends since high school and who would resist a true California boy asking she the golden California girl to the Fair for innocent fun on a summer evening. she thinks about his green eyes and how he touched her honey blonde hair and called her his Madeline (his Madeline with the skin of pure porcelain) and how she melted at those words. so yes he waved and turned back to the lawn while she rolled over smiling and gazing at the glow-in-the-dark constellations on her ceiling at the poster of Einstein on her wall and twisting her golden honey blonde locks around two fingers and reveling in being 15 like it says in that song that would soon be their song that would remind them of that night at the Fair with the Ferris Wheel and Tilt-O-Whirl and the shared pink cotton candy that stuck to their fingers and his lips she found out when he kissed her in the photo booth and…
"Maddy! Dinner! Don't make me call you again!" Madeline rose from her bed and glanced at herself in the mirror and unclipped the towel from her head exposing dark coarse kinky hair that matched her true mahogany skin complete with a single blemish on her cheek that glowed like the stars she imagined ever since her father left and her mother became cranky and folded that towel and thought about the Fair and how nice possibilities could be. |