Wart
︎︎︎ Erin Satterthwaite
︎ Feb 28, 2023
When I was seven I had these little ugly warts
on my knees
No one wanted to play with me at recess
No one wanted to sit next to me on the bright-colored carpet
I say smearing CVS lipstick on my mouth
So, when I got home I took a butter knife and cut each one open
Smiling ear to ear while the blood dripped down my ankles
The look of my mother’s horrified face
The next week I played with the girls who wore white sneakers and ribbons in their hair
I apply mascara as my pouty lips part
So to me, I am a god
I lived as nothing
But I transformed
I molded myself from the earth’s clay and water
And breathed myself into life
I fluff my chemical-blonde hair
Anyways, let's get some pics tonight.
Ew, no, fucking delete that one.
No one wanted to play with me at recess
No one wanted to sit next to me on the bright-colored carpet
I say smearing CVS lipstick on my mouth
So, when I got home I took a butter knife and cut each one open
Smiling ear to ear while the blood dripped down my ankles
The look of my mother’s horrified face
The next week I played with the girls who wore white sneakers and ribbons in their hair
I apply mascara as my pouty lips part
So to me, I am a god
I lived as nothing
But I transformed
I molded myself from the earth’s clay and water
And breathed myself into life
I fluff my chemical-blonde hair
Anyways, let's get some pics tonight.
Ew, no, fucking delete that one.
Erin Satterthwaite is a writer based in Los Angeles. She has authored a zine of short stories called “The Next Great American Fanfiction.” Her work can be found in Dream Boy Book Club and elsewhere around the world wide web.