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harvard girl
by Ashley Ording

She wanted me to go
to Harvard. "You could meet
a nice Harvard boy,
and I wouldn't have to worry
you taking care of yourself,"
she said.

But at Harvard,
you can't paint skies
out of the box. You can't
create chaos from
and scream at the stars
that burn angrily in their cages.

She wanted me
to solve equations and
marry logic in a pure
white dress.
But I wanted acrylics
on my hands
and stretched cavases
and scissors to cut up

She wanted me to
befriend the enemies
which had once
kept me up at night.
"I want you to be
a Harvard girl,"
she said.

And I just laughed
      and kept painting.

Ashley Ording's web site is She can be reached at