#WednesdayFreeWrite – IMPERFECTION

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IMPERFECTION

“You should take your big lips and nose

and go back to the jungle

with the other monkeys”

said my fifth grade classmate

during lunch that day

in front of all the other white kids



I don’t remember if anyone laughed

or got quiet

or shifted uncomfortably

I just remember thinking

how much I hated my nose


By that young age

I was already kind of falling for my lips

full and dark and just kind of nice

when I smiled

but me and my nose

we weren’t on such friendly terms


My classmate wasn’t the only one

to take notice

My brother

loved to bring up my nose

his favorite weapon of choice

whenever we got to brawling

and a war of words broke out


[Lovable asshole that he is

has the same damn nose]


He never invoked my lips

because like I said

they’re kind of nice

and my smile is killer

but that fucking nose…


Years passed

of longing for a different nose

a more perfect specimen

something cute

like my sister’s

something thinner

like Lisa Bonet’s

something pretty

like the white girls


It got so bad

and I was so down about it

that my parents finally relented

and agreed

that if it was so important to me

and I really needed it

to feel good about myself

and see myself as pretty

then upon graduation

from high school

I could do it


I could get a nose job


Yea

my little ninth grade self

breathed in relief

Redemption at last

in the form of a scalpel

some scraping

and a whole lot of pain

but fuck it

because after all of that

I would have

what I always wanted


A perfect nose


Then a funny thing happened

life became a series

of voice lessons

horseback riding

soccer

swimming

learning to drive

sneaking out

partying

smoking weed

laughing

applying to college

traveling

studying

acting

dancing

kissing boys

crying

clubbing

LIVING


And suddenly my nose

stopped being my cross to bear

and evolved into

what it was always meant to be

just my nose


And yeah, it’s big

and has a funky bump

that an ex-boyfriend

who was a painter

used to love

mostly because he was an artist

and they love funky shit


And when I smile

it gets even bigger

which kind of drives me nuts

but so what?

I have a fucking killer smile

forget the damn nose


And it’s nothing

anyone would ever call pretty

but it’s got character

and soul

and hella crazy spunk


And after all these years

and all those moments

of kinda hating it

and all of its bigosity

[not a word, I know]

I have to say

these days I look at it

and think to myself


Big Nose

you’re kind of perfect

in all your imperfections




My #WednesdayFreeWrite series is based on what I write during the 10 minutes allotted my writing group’s Wednesday Prompt. As always, these pieces are works of fiction, erupting from my incredibly over-active imagination. They are unedited and unscripted, super loose and probably my favorite ten minutes of the week. They are perfect in their imperfections and I hope you enjoy.


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