Poetry and musings of a zany Mormon girl who is very proud of her Erda roots.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011


Lucy: Zarah, with your eyes all big you look like a doll.

Zarah: Pull my string and I talk.

Lucy: (Pulls imaginary string.)

Zarah: Get away from me, you creep!

Lucy: Hahahahahahaha!

Nearly every Halloween from the time I was about three to nine years old, I dressed up as a porcelain doll. Mostly because I wanted one of my own, but also because I actually looked like a doll. Big hazel eyes, pale skin, a natural blush, and little cherry lips. I'd curl my hair and put on a frilly dress as the costume.

Voila! I was a porcelain doll!

These days, even if I still look like a doll, I'm a lot less breakable.

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