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Rebel
Karla Ungurean
I want to be more rebellious, like Janis Joplin meets Joan of Arc.
I want to want to sip martinis in the park and laugh at the corporate sludge wolfing down stale fries and cold coffee.
I want to bare my soul and my ass and take care of myself for a change. I want to stop the war and paint my toenails before happy hour.
I want to corrupt the youth of America and teach them that independence is a lost art; I am Picasso.
I want to tell every housewife to confess that her neck massager spends more time between her legs than her husband.
I want to rally in the streets about the irony of the Nazi- Feminists who campaign all day for freedom and rush home to vacuum.
I want to steal mass quantities of stilettos and wear just the shoes to church.
I want to run away to some place hot, like Fiji and sleep with the cabana boys.
I want to smoke a carton of cigarettes because I’ve been told they are bad for me.
I want to stop a revolution and start a riot, all for the sake of saving the world from itself.
I want to get the hell away from everyone and be my own queen-
And I will.