At school I was nicknamed Olive Oyl.
I believe this happened because Iím long
and lean, having repressed the taunts
about hair being greasy. Palmolive,
as a brand, dates back to 1898,
formed by combining palm and olive
oils. Paloma Faith believes loveís pain
comes from deadly kisses. God says
are engraved on his palms. I would guess
that this is painful. I donít know you
like the back, or the palm, of my hand.
My heart line is broken, my fate lineís
unreadable. Maybe my destiny
is in my own hands, not determined
by whether I use Fairy or Dreft, supply
spinach, follow my faith or fine-tune pain
by leaving you.
If you have any comments on this poem, Nancy Charley would
be pleased to hear from you.