Saruwatari Ayumi (junglemonkee) wrote,
Saruwatari Ayumi
junglemonkee

The Author


I am just a poor girl
And my story is often told.
I have squandered my resistence
To avoid sounding so passive
Such are editors
All lies and jest
Still, a girl writes what she wants to write
And disregards the rest.
When I wrote my first
Short story
I was no more than a girl
In the company of poets
In the quiet of a corner Starbucks,
Running scared.
Writing prose
Seeking out the quips and metaphors
The literati know
Looking for the phrases
That would make it flow.
Lie-la-lie....
Asking for non-union wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the head
Hunters and agencies
I do declare
There were times when I was so damn broke
I took a job from there.
Lie-la-lie...
Then I'm doing my submission packs
And wishing I was done
Agented
So the New York City editors
Start to notice me
Need to be
Agented.
In the clearing stands an author
And a writer by her trade
And she carried the reminders
Of markets that rejected her
Ignored her till she cried out
In her anger and her shame
"I'm not writing, I'm not writing"
But the writer still remains
Lie-la-lie...
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