...I have a sudden burning itch to write in the voice of an onion, a mushroom, a whole salad drawer of characters. I'm inspired by Sylvia Plath:
Overnight, veryAnd by Suji Kwock Kim
Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.
I don't mean to make you cry.What does a potato sound like or a Brussel sprout?
I mean nothing, but this has not kept you
From peeling away my body, layer by layer,
The tears clouding your eyes as the table fills
With husks, cut flesh, all the debris of pursuit.
Drat! I can't find out - I have a tax form to fill out.