Rule the Bully

/ Karina Pinella / 8 Comments
overcome bullying

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Stand tall and stand your ground;
No reason to physically fight to win a round.
Use your will and head;
Assert yourself instead.
Calmly and constructively,
Build yourself and focus on your passion;
In time you’ll be out of this situation.

Disarm the bully with your charm,
Confuse the bully with a laugh,
Fear not the bully,
As the bully is just as human as you and me.
Also hurting, but showing it violently;
Bullies are formed from feelings of inferiority.
Don’t get sucked into their negativity.

If it calls to blow the whistle,
Do it because it proves your full control.
Be strong, be steady,
All is temporary.
Life is not stationary.

There will be highs and there will be lows,
Deafen your ears to those who offend,
Make yourself your true friend.
Never give up in your defense,
You will yet make a difference.

Escapee

/ Karina Pinella / 11 Comments

I escaped the confines of Hairific
For I never got a chance to tell my story.
I think I deserve my fair share of sympathy.
My hair is reedy and flat;
You could say a close cousin to a doormat.
Searching for the right mousse is always a quest.
So hard to look my best.

So – do I get a groaner?

Hairific: Fried Day

/ Karina Pinella / 10 Comments
TGIF

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A Series of Ludicrously Bad Hair Days, Day 5, see Day 4

 [Poetry dominates short story]          

A man known as Cowlick comes out of the one restroom and raises his voice, “There’s no fire. I, uh, I lit a match because . . . to freshen the air. . .” He scowls at the woman known as Singed, who stands close to the restroom, speaking directly to her. “I didn’t know we have a human smoke detector.”
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Hairific: Turban Thursday

/ Karina Pinella / 5 Comments
a series of bad haircuts

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A Series of Ludicrously Bad Hair Days, Day 4; see Day 3

[Poetic short story]

 Her real name is Theresa and she hides what’s left of her hair under a turban. She sizes the group around her, trying to still her nerves. Maddie nods her head as a cue. She introduces herself, “Hello, my name is Shorned Locks. My desire to be festive got the better of me. It started three weeks ago and came to a head yesterday . . . which is why I’m here today.” She clears her throat for all to hear her sad monologue:

“On St. Patrick’s Day I dyed the ends of my hair green to be in the spirit of things. Alas, I botched it as the shade didn’t have the right sheen. Thus, I went to get my hair cut, which looked like a thatched hut. I had asked for layers to replace my blunt look. Instead, I resembled a beast from a wild nature book.
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Hairific: Wiggy Wednesday

/ Karina Pinella / 13 Comments
wigging out

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A Series of Ludicrously Bad Hair Days, Day 3; see Day 2

[Poetry mashed with a short story]

Rebecca, who is known in their circle as Thin Hair, and Harry, who we know is False Hairy, find a coffee shop near the place of group therapy. They eye each other hungrily, as they feel the heat emanate from their respective chemistries.

“False Hairy, I hope you won’t think me forward, but as an older woman, I tend to get straight to the point. You make my heart beat as I gaze at your face so sweet.”
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Hairific: Toupee Tuesday

/ Karina Pinella / 14 Comments
another hairific day

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A Series of Ludicrously Bad Hair Days, Day 2; see Day 1

[Poetry crashing into a short story]

“My toupee has blown away!” False Hairy screams.

“Everyone, please don’t move.” Maddie turns off the ceiling fan and apologizes, “I’m sorry, False Hairy, for forgetting some of us have hair that may go astray while the fan moves like a schizo UFO.”
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Hairific: Mousey Monday

/ Karina Pinella / 10 Comments
a series of bad hair days, day 1

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A Series of Ludicrously Bad Hair Days, Day 1

[Poetry in collusion with a short story]

Haironymous Bush reads the plaque on the door. Inside are people of varied sizes, ages, and sexual persuasions with one thing in common and nothing more. Their bad hair days outnumber the good. They all stand in attention as their Chapter Hairmeister, Maddie O’Hare, leads the opening prayer, “Dear Lord, help us overcome our frizzies, split ends, and turmoil over our tresses. Bless us with a calmer mood.”
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What If . . .

/ Karina Pinella / 13 Comments

theory of a beautiful life

. . . you stop worrying,
complaining,
raging,
self-loathing,
self-pitying,

the world would be . . .
. . . better.

Simplicity without complicity,
Go for felicity,

Roll with what you can’t control,
Do your best at your own behest,

then life would be . . .
. . . bearable,
sensible,

Even beautiful.

Dorkylicious

/ Karina Pinella / 10 Comments
Parody of Fergalicious

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[The song below is a loose parody of the hip-hop (rap) song Fergalicious, featuring Fergie and will. i. am of The Black Eyed Peas. To listen to the real song:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5T0utQ-XWGY ]

(one, dos, three, cuatro)

Hey, hey, hear me out
Here’s a ditty come straight from my dorky heart
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