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In “honor” of James Franco signing a book deal with Graywolf Press, I give you… my Creative Writing class Christmas Tree (decorated days before the big announcement)

 

 

Oh Christmas JamesFranco Tree, Oh Christmas JamesFranco Tree

 

The Star of our tree

The Star of our tree

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“Franco Friday”

 

Today was “Franco Friday” in my creative writing class. I gave the students background on James Franco’s numerous MFA degrees, as well as his books. Then we “analyzed” some of his greater lines. The students’ task was to take one such greater line and continue on with it mimicking James Franco’s style. It was such fun to hear them share. So horribly bad. They were so inspired by his words, they decided to create new creative writing shirts. James would be proud.

 

Today…

is my birthday.  I’m now the same age as David Silver and Donna Martin—cause the original 90210 is still, and always will be, a guilty pleasure.  I’m older than James Franco.  I’m a better writer.  I have better pecs.  But he’s a better actor.  He has some people believing he can write.  This poem isn’t 90210 caliber.  More like Pineapple Express.  But it’s relevant. Brandon Walsh is still my idol. Judge me not…

 

You and Me

I stood in line at 7-Eleven after my nightly workout
to buy a quart of milk,
because osteoporosis isn’t sexy.
And because I still believe somehow,
it will do my thirty-something year-old body
some good.

Carefree college dude in front of me,
whose mondo snug tee said I MILFS,
and barely covered his corpulent Heineken-bolstered belly,
asked the cliché Calcutta clerk if he could get him
an obscure brand of cigarettes;
the clerk had to be guided three times
before he got it right.

“Dhis one?”
“Dhis one?”
“Dhis one?”

I walked out envying frat boy and his life,
remembering when… guzzling my milk.

Carefree college dude sat down on his beach cruiser,
coolly tapping his sandal to the ground
puffing away
looking up at stars that weren’t there.

I chugged quickly,
staring at him until he looked at me,
shaking his head in dismay as if to say,
“Hey.  My life’s not any easier Bro…”

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