Lace Wilder |
Published: November 1st, 2015
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Lace Wilder is a junior creative writing major at Ball State University. He also is a drag queen in his spare time and thoroughly enjoys film, especially anything with Meryl Streep or Marilyn Monroe. He has previously been published in Three Line Poetry.
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Browsing DVD Rental Stores
Lackluster action Hollywood blockbuster
Is how I’d describe you. You give a lot of bang, But I don’t get a lot of substance For what I paid for. A horror movie that relies On overused scare tactics And gallons of dollar store blood When I could’ve gotten A psychological thriller. You’re a romantic comedy Starring a white, straight couple Who are having issues like, “How will we pay off our speedboat?” Spare the melodrama, It won’t win you my Oscar, or even my Daytime Emmy for that matter. Peter Travers and I agree, You’re just another forgettable Box office filler, that Won’t be remembered by Next December.
A Typical Day
butter on a warm biscuit
and a Cary Grant film sound good right about now, but lying in bed for an afternoon is a nice substitute perhaps we’ll go to an art museum, and point out all of the men who look like our fathers was it just six years ago we were kids? six years ago was world war two, the death of Judy Garland and then, the first Jennifer Aniston film you reminded me that I ramble at dinner, at least once at least thrice if your boss is there “I can’t carry on this conversation, sir, since my dog needs a bath now, or so my husband says” That night, the bedroom wasn’t angry, but Colbie Caillat wouldn’t sing a song about it either but the night turned soft, and it turned light hearted and warm, filled with glossy green eyes and smiles that resembled coffee mugs filled to the rim. just like our first date I can only imagine what the goldfish thinks of us from its all-seeing dome. |