Susan Cunningham
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A Huntly Writers fledgling, Susan Cunningham, born and bred in the North-East
of Scotland, with a spell in north-western BC, is an impassioned teacher, ever-evolving
parent, aspiring golfer, lifelong reader and closeted scribbler. Having spent the
last few years studying for her MEd and other specialist qualifications, Susan is
trying to make time to write non-academic literature — and maybe even open
her Pandora's trunk of loft-locked diaries.
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Twenty-seven spots
Susan Cunningham
At first there were three
then four...
then seven...
then eleven...
(including my innernose pore)
and finally twenty-seven...
twenty-seven spots!
My life is officially OVER!
No concealer will
cover these
red, bulging
white pus oozing,
purple peaking
mass of
twenty-seven spots.
My life is officially OVER!
Savlon was hopeless,
toothpaste the same.
Plasters pathetic,
listerine in vain.
Nothing could combat
these indestructible
twenty-seven spots.
My life is officially OVER!
These are no
spotty spots.
These are a
Kilimanjaro-sized,
Himalayan-ranged army
of invincible
twenty-seven spots.
My life is officially OVER!
I can't leave the house.
I can't go to school.
I can't ever, ever, ever
be seen in public
EVER again!
Out damn
twenty-seven spots.
My life is officially OVER!
A leopard has less
a cheetah even fewer
than my crop of
twenty-seven...
twenty-four...
twenty-one...
twenty-... what spots?
My life is officially ON!
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