Elizaveta Yankelovich

On an island in the middle of an ocean that floats in the sky lived a girl who was banished from the universe…
She was known to kidnap pineapples from trees and sing love ballads with monkeys about hearts breaking and snakes mating…
She also had the habit of luring tigers with her eyes and trapping them in her lair and coating them with berry juice and then kissing them until they fell into a deep sleep…
Many people thought she was a witch and felt her tiger and pineapple kidnapping monkey singing berry juice kissing ways were evil…
So they banished her and she lived by herself in a cave full of wombats and built fires and planted trees and herbs…
She drew on her fingers and toes, her eyelids and her nose….
She made lots of stew…
Loneliness set in and frankly she became sad…
The birds drank her tears while she began to go mad….
On one gloomy day she went for a walk, she sat on the moon very deep in thought and then she heard something stir and she turned towards the sound…
There sitting still was a tiger on a hill….
She looked at him sadly and tiptoed towards him…
She covered him with berry juice and kissed him all over and then she looked down and saw she was a tiger.

I wanna be that girl that…walks only on my tippy toes so that I’m taller than tall and can catch eagles in my hair…I wanna slam into walls to mash up my face and then sew it back up with spiderwebs, spit and sparkles…I wanna be that girl that wears bunny ears made of pantyhose stuffed with mashed potatoes so that when I spin around really fast I create a mashed potato rain storm that can be enjoyed by anyone that is standing next to me with an open mouth…I wanna be that girl that when I hug someone I want them to see floating hearts humping other floating hearts in an intense heart to heart action packed humpety hump with glitter in the sky…I wanna turn into a butterfly and land in peoples ears and tell them secrets about themselves that they don’t even know…I wanna be that girl that has breath that tastes like cinnamon rolls …. but not that fake cinnamon roll taste… the real thing…I wanna morph into bubble wrap and then run around and have giraffes and little monkeys pop all my bubbles while I spin around super fast… I wanna be that girl that eats lightbulbs and disco balls and then everywhere I go I  light up the night…I wanna have all the time in the world to lie in the grass and make art and read stories and smoke cigarettes that don’t kill but instead grant all my wishes…I wanna be that girl that makes love to fajitas and quesadillas every night at 11:33 pm cause they seem so loving and would make extra good cuddlers and I really love how drippy they are…I wanna be that girl that eats styrofoam and then spits it all out to create a snowy snowfall that covers everything and makes everyone want to swim in hot chocolate with marshmallows and think dirty thoughts about Santa Clause, reindeers and elves…I wanna make a soft-core porn with Scooby Doo and the Gang incorporating lime green popsicles and cheerleader outfits with picnic baskets floating in the sky…. I wanna be that girl that loves me for me…no matter what will be…forever and ever until the sky falls down and eats the ground and the only thing left is a unicorn that blows bubble gum out of their bum bum…. xo