Coquette by Eric McKinnon Silhouette, surreal If she were a word In juxtaposition With any other word She could be anything
If she were a jewel She’d be Category Coquette Beyond diamond or ruby
If she were a color She’d be ultraviolet Or infrared
If she were speed She’d be light plus And out of black holes
She entranced In utter bewitching grandeur
I asked her to dance --- And she said, “NO”.
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About
the Author
Eric McKinnon lives close to an utterly monstrous lake, north of Winnipeg,
Manitoba, with his wife, Judy, and one very orange cat. His work has regularly
appeared, since 2003, in Voices, the journal of the Lake Winnipeg Writers Group.
He was a winner in a 2005 fiction writing contest and does not plan to quit
writing until the grave --- the one with Eric McKinnon on the, hopefully, very
fancy and expensive tombstone.