You remind me of an old time carnival —
with freak shows and elephants
wearing pink tiaras. The townsfolk waited all year
to laugh and take photos of things
they knew nothing about, things
that got them out of their life for a day or so.
They could forget their sadness for one evening;
get cotton candy, ride the ferris wheel, pet
a pig in a funny costume. It was all crazy
and beautiful for them. But Monday’s happen
and carnivals are packed up like those
whose lives change, yet become more
than they were before. You remind me of this
because you make me crazy beautiful. You have things
packed up, after your sunshine show,
after everyone goes home and you are alone,
there. We can make our own carnival, you know.
We can be crazy beautiful.
Lori is a born and bred New Yorker who works as a legal assistant in the publishing field. Her work has been published in numerous print and on-line publications including Melic Review, Snow Monkey, New Zoo Poetry Review, Fairfield Review, Avatar Review, Red River Review, Branches Quarterly, Wicked Alice, BlueFifth Review, Urban Spaghetti and Poems Niederngasse. You can read more of her work at http://www.facebook.com/pages/Lori-Williams/191719147531483.