Thursday, May 22, 2008
Saying NO
No. Wavering flickering salmon pink. My stomach tightens, loosens, quivers. No. Sorry. No. Uh, no. Uh-uh. Steady flowing cerise. My jaw tightens and sets hard. No. And you know what? I'm NOT sorry for saying it. I'm tired of pretending that I am sorry for saying it, so I will say it again. No. I don't think so. Stop sign red. Big, bold. STOP. My knees lock like bolts tightening on a rickety frame. This girl ain't gonna shake anymore. No. NO. N.O. Burgundy rises from my feet to my knees to my gut. No wavering here, I'm not sucking it up anymore. I'm so present I feel like I'm out of my body.
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2 comments:
images of flickering salmon pink slightly nauseating, which is exactly how it feels to say NO when you're always expected to say YES.
I like how it turns to burgundy in the end. Healthy, ruddy, deep, firmly grounded.
wow! what does your YES sound like?
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