INTRODUCING ELI KYOKO— FUNFAIR

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Welcome to the funfair where anyone can go through. This is the mirthful side of the world that haunts me in vivid and vibrant colors. Sugar and spice, taste them inside!

They can see me as a horse in the carousel, the ferris wheel or the roller coaster ride. Thrilling and electrifying. Where they go round and round, up and down, until eruptions arise in their downtown.

They want me to lick their lollipops and pop the elastic balloons with my tongue and teeth. Their heads contain nothing but helium. Swallow or spit.

Try it. Then tell me how fun it is.

I’m the tin cans on where they throw their balls at, or the punching bag on a boxing machine game.

One hit = one bubble gum flavored pride.

They drop a coin in the toy machine where they see me as stuffed, aggressive to get inside.

Oh, how they love to play such games!

Their knees are darts pinning me down, until I spill blood like these words. But sometimes it’s also feathery darts from their peacocks, aiming for the bull’s-eye between my thighs. It’s their target instead of my heart.

Try it. Then tell me how fun it is.

When they want to relax, they sit on the bench in immorality park like starving brutes, they whistle and bark.

They want their hotdogs on sticks so they’re eyeing us as chunks of meat for feasts. Butts are buns that they want to bite and suck the juices of every cantaloupe breasts.

I know it’s not about my dress, they still got their filthy hands in my pocket inside my pants.

I’m the Pirate ship that carries them all. I sail back and forth, and I won’t break nor fall.

For I am the ghost inside the haunted house, too. Whom they scream at and run away from. They won’t let me out. But whether they see me or not, Karma will haunt them as an endless knot.

This isn’t a fun game between genders.

This is a foul game between humans and monsters.

The funfair is open anytime, everyday. It doesn’t stop operating. The entrance is free, like dignity.

Try it, then tell me how fucked up it is.


Eli Kyoko is a moon inside of a human body. She hides between the lines and spaces, and swims through the never-ending waves. She’s a wanderer in the world of art, and an artist at heart. Sometimes she’s black & bloody, other times glittery & golden, or something else that’s complicated. Dissect and descry more of her phases within her writings engraved here, and on her personal blog: Moonlit Pieces.

 

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20 thoughts on “INTRODUCING ELI KYOKO— FUNFAIR

  1. “Try it, then tell me how fucked up it is” our new slogan. ❤

    And.. You even found a way to incorporate the title of our blog!
    a powerful introduction, stacked with many thrill rides, that elevates the infrastructure of the Park. Great to finally see you here, Eli! 🙂

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  2. yet another piece that breaks everything open, lays it bare, and paints it with emotion and unabashed rawness. eli, so glad to read a new piece from you–this one is gut-twisting in the best sense of the word (it is a roller-coaster ride)!

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  3. Wow this is epic! Discussing gender immorality on top of a rollercoaster! There are many lines that stick out, like the (chunks of meat for feast) Well done!

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