national anthology of the best undergraduate writing 2014

Two Scars

James Parkington  • 
Boston College

When I say she was something else,

I mean that she reminded me

of a circus.


Her colors were not very

bright, nor was she shaped

like three rings.


But inside an old tent

in the corner

of a moonlit field,


you could watch her


in just a white t-shirt,


and forget how sad the elephants

looked without their