Defenestration

Works by
Nicole Henares

White Boy With Dreadlocks

By Nicole Henares

I see Big Sur upside down,
my hands are filled with feathers,
the sun lives between my toes.

I chant to Krishna,
I have a BA in teledramatic arts,
and a $800 airline ticket to Thailand.
My home is your couch.
I go to Rainbow Gatherings
and sell what I collect in my store.
This is freedom.

Lakshmi dances
while I spin records,
but she never touches my decks
unless I have a chance
at her hot goddess ass.

Let¹s chant to Krishna
while we make out.
Want to do some ŒE¹?
Technically we¹re all dead anyway,
so let¹s get free.
Want a massage?

I always see Krishna in concert,
I have his latest album.
The seven chakras
are tattooed down my back.
I wear clothes from Tibet
and organic Patchouli.
I smoke American Spirits
and see lotus flowers when I walk.
I never fuck fat girls or fags.

Krishna and Buddha are my best friends.
See my crystal collection?
I am a god too.
I Om Hari Rama.

Here, hold my crystal
while I finish this beer.

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A native of the Monterey Peninsula, Nicole Henares, authored her first book, at the age of five, about visiting the Monterey Public Library's lop-eared rabbit, Bigfoot, with her enigmatic grandmother whom she believed was Endora from Bewitched in disguise driving a Thunderbird instead of a broom. Throughout her childhood young Nicole wrote several books about friendless fairies attending monopoly championships in Las Vegas, and elves on the run from chicken vendors. As a student at UC Davis Nicole had the dubious honor of not getting accepted into poetry classes taught by Gary Snyder and Alan Williamson, and flunking altogether Introductory Creative Writing due to her misadventures with Davis' midget cop and other miscreants. Nicole would like to give all pseudo new age hipsters a swift kick in the pants.