Sasha Kundin
Freshman Seminar
10/20/17
Monologue
Curves
the curve of a liquid shaping a cup the first few seconds of pouring it in
there is nothing more satisfying than curves I thought
as I watched it slide down the cup
so perfectly
there is nothing more satisfying than curves she thought
the curve of each letter of each word
so perfectly
filling up pages and pages of love letters, post cards, margins of notebooks
Trying to find myself in other people
the curve of each letter of each word
the curve of my nose ring, I have to be constantly changing
Ill change my skin with my tattoos, ill dye my hair over 20 times
My friends pierce my ears when we’re bored
The curve of my nose ring, I have to be constantly changing
having a heavy belief in universal forces observing the curves of the rings around saturn
trying to embrace it for the first time
Because I used to blame everything and everyone but myself
Trying to embrace it for the first time
Embrace the curves of leaves on trees when I walk down my block
Take a breath let air fill up my lungs
Appreciate the curve of my cats ears, how to love the little things
as I watched it slide down the cup
following the curve of the vicious cycle of bad habits and self destruction
Thinking of my 16 year old self, losing herself in substance like everyone else did
Just to forget a little bit, I watch her pick up a bottle
the curve of a liquid shaping a cup the first few seconds of pouring it in