Girl with the White Eyes
Hey, girl,
don’t you know your eyes
are too white?
They flash from muddy
to fair to black and back.
When we speak,
is it at your outer or inner eye?
Try a dash of red.
We’ll turn up our shoulders,
just don’t get them wet.
Hey, girl,
don’t you know your eyes
are too bright?
When you see us
we have to look back.
It’s made the mirror blinding,
so kindly look away instead.
Hey, girl,
don’t you know your eyes
are too wide?
When they see so much,
we might as well
be seeing little.
Don’t you know
how oh so hurtful that is?
Hey, girl,
can’t you tell your eyes
are on fire?
Put that pen down
or you’ll burn your words.
Our tender hands
will tend these troubles
in your stead.
Goodnight
I’m at my window now. You’ve finally tempted me with your sweet kiss. You promise me everything every single time. Now, I’m following your siren tone and letting your soft-spoken b r e a t h caress me. It won’t be the fall that hurts. I crave your whispered lies as I stand before the barren night. You’ve run my blood black with your lover’s bane. I wander ever closer to the dead moon’s empty stare. I will fall happily. I know there is nothing there.
So Dear
Tell me.
Do you wish to take me to
that place so dear?
Do you want me to bow before your inept guiding light?
Should I ignore the pinpricks of red as you
weave them across my skin or-
No, you’d have me feel thankful.
So, tell me.
When we reach
that place so dear
Will your voice still carry the saccharine malice of
a father who is ever so certain he knows best?
Go on then, tell me.
Are you plotting to burn my belongings the moment I arrive,
So that the mired home you offer is once again mine?
At night, will you pray that I won’t turn away?
Don’t just stand there, answer me.
I cannot stay blinded by blurred reflections.
Not when they snapped into place
at such a young age.
You can take me to
that place so dear,
but I’ll only ever leave.
Emmanuela Eneh is an English major at The Pennsylvania State University as well as a member of the BA/MA graduate program. Although she typically focuses on writing fictional short stories, she has a deep love for self-expression through poetic forms. Her favorite poem is “Mad Girl’s Love Song” by Sylvia Plath. Her passions aside from writing include video games, tabletop role-playing games, and listening to every genre of music from rock to K-pop. She is grateful for the opportunity to showcase her work in Outrageous Fortune and hopes that her pieces touch the feelings of those who read them.