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Killed at the Hands of Spotlight

September 30, 2022
By crossofthenorth SILVER, Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
crossofthenorth SILVER, Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
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To be Kim, before Kardashian

The penultimate night of the kidnapping at Manhattan’s hands

Loving what I’m doing, not doing what they love


Camera slashes are not yet attempts to hunt

The water I have is not yet “sparkling, with slices of lime”,

for the world to dissect


Now, burnt navy fills the once clear horizon

Having become a jungle for others to inhabit,

I now hide behind the woods of what used to be home


To live each night without sleep

Only to be awoken by my coffee stained shirt.

A party that burns — to the bone.


The author's comments:

In the Creative Writing class I’m taking we had a unique prompt to use every phrase from a list we made in the piece for the day.  I wrote the first line and continued to write from the perspective of a celebrity (not anyone in specific) to tell the story of how life changes before and after fame kills you.


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