"...that bubbly, s̶h̶a̶l̶l̶o̶w̶ cinematic creature that exists solely in the fevered imaginations of sensitive writer-directors to teach broodingly soulful young men to embrace life and its infinite mysteries and adventures." Definition of Manic Pixie Dream Girl (MPDG)
-- Film critic Nathan Rabin
This is the friendship I didn’t quite make but looking back, often think maybe I should have.
This girl was resolutely quirky, the kind who would become a type of Manic Pixie Dream Girl. Like elves
lately they have a bad reputation because in movies they only transform their dreary male leads.
But they exist and are beautifully transforming to the struggling leads they daily inhabit.
In Ms. Taussig’s class in Junior High, where I had a breakdown in the midst of anorexia
and where we learned platonic rhetoric as applied in modern television commercials,
you tried to warn me about bad outcomes of friendship with J-------. And yes, I was hypnotized by her cattiness
and the new phenomenon of her fluorescence gummy bears. But I visited your room once and I remember
it’s wraithlike ambiance. You had a copy of Cher’s “Dark Lady” on 45. The only girl I knew who did.
You were over it though. And full of smart, strange ideas, like only painting the middles
of your long fingernails to make them look even longer. You thought bravely, my number one criteria
of fascination. But I wasn’t there yet, I was a tightly boxed-up version of magic, starving to burst.
For that reason alone. And because we could have stirred up some shit.
These poems for NaPoWriMo were inspired by a poem I did years ago for my friend Michelle after hearing she passed away, 30 poems for inspiring women connected to me. The title now says "33 Women" because the poem to Michelle poem had already been written as well as two prologues I posted March 31