I just bought a new pair of reading glasses. The process was arduous. In the past two months, I’ve visited twenty-three different stores and websites trying to find the perfect pair. Twenty-three. Each new pair I tried on were either chunky black monstrosities that elongated my already long face by demarking three distinct segments, or they were wispy lime green frames whose lenses sprawled past the bottom of my nose and above my eyebrows. They made me feel like I was trying to be something I’m not: a hipster.
I have nothing against the current generation of 20-somethings. That wouldn’t be fair. It’s not their fault their style currently reigns, just like it wasn’t my fault people could only buy grungy flannel shirts and ridiculously baggy jeans in the mid-90s.
Each new generation grabs ahold of American zeitgeist when they’re in their late teens. That’s just the way it works. What they wear is what the stores sell. That’s why I can’t find a pair of glasses that don’t make me look like some sort of Jackie Kennedy Onassis-Charles Nelson Reilly hybrid or a pair of jeans that don’t restrict the blood flow in my calves. These new styles make me wonder how and when my age group fell off the top of the mountain. It’s like we were pushed closer to the apex with each set of birthday candles we blew out.
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How many candles?
The optional prompt above can serve as inspiration for your fiction or poetry. Use the question word for word in your story or poem, or just answer it. If you already have an idea, no problem—the prompt is only there if you need it.
New inspiration for you
Prompt up is our optional weekly writing prompt for the fiction|poetry challenge! Here’s how it works: we choose a sentence prompt from last week’s winning nonfiction post and announce it in the kickoff. The prompt is just a springboard, though: feel free to use it as your first sentence, move it, change it, or float down it to other territories.
Ruby Bastille took us back to the days of coaches and jerseys with her post, Chasing It Down. This week’s Prompt Up is: On the really cold days, we couldn’t feel our feet.
April poetry slam: the bop
Not all poetry forms were invented hundreds of years ago. This month, we’re taking a look at something new. Created by contemporary poet Afaa M. Weaver, the bop is a cross between a sonnet, a song and an essay, and we think you’re going to love it.
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