12/03/2014
Her hair was naturalized to the change in climate but hadn’t given up the qualities
of the hair of idyllic girls in shitty movies about surfing because she grew up down
the street from shitty movies about surfing and sometimes when they both got off
school they would do each others hair. Her skin had the same relationship with the
elements, trading time for color, exposure for tone, love for the color of the most
valuable substances on earth (wheat, gold, mangoes). Her eyebrows were structurally
sound, and appropriately placed over liquid. Her skin is soft and you can see her
throat well enough to tell that is is pebbled and catching like girls throats are for
whatever reason. The metal through her septum is the focal point that introduces
the two lines connecting her nose and mouth that made her beauty hyper-real. Her
neck is thin like a DiTerlizzi elf and her hair is winning a game of RISK with her
clavicle. A black cord crosses from the point here neck starts being her shoulder
and swings across her biological collar into the bronze sheet of her hair like Indiana
Jones’ airplane flying from Busan to Shykment. Her rightmost clavicle is similarly
subjugated by a cream-colored garment that is probably a normal material but in the
photograph appears to be ridged with vertical veins like a bay leaf. If asked, she
could probably provide four or five Native species with similar vein structure and
two digs at the asker for being interested in something that obscure and specialized
and / or a hand applying light force to an arm or torso if the dig was not understood
as being all absolutely in fun. Her lips are ten-minute-old bubblegum and the big peace
signs through her ears are the same color as the metal in her nose. The shrub piece
occupying the background behind her head is vibrantly green with patches of neon
yellow like the tubular light collecting structures meant for wearing to concerts with
bass-heavy dance music and tanned women on ecstasy. There’s a darker green
leaf poised above her left shoulder as if it was just about to get her attention.
Avocado
Written by Micah Frederick