Original Creative Response: My Beautiful Focal Point

My Beautiful Focal Point 

She is my focal point.
She is my masterpiece.
She is in my my center of attention.
The red headed girl I see everyday
in my English class.

When she walks down the hallways,
I stop.
And stare.
The only one in this hallway,
in this room,
in her house,
is only her and I.

The obscure object,
Mysterious,
Beautiful,
Foreign.
Everyone is watching her, staring at her

That touch...
She touched my hand!
She held my hand!
I felt a spark!
That strong chemical energy flowing through our bodies.
Just one touch,
that was all I needed.

Oh how you make me crazy
You are all I see, my beautiful.
my focal point.
My beautiful focal point.


This poem relates to the strong liking of Callie liking the obscure object. Callie is so interested and invested in her every move. For example, one of the scenes that stood out to me was the scene when they were practicing their lines at the obscure objects house and there was this end point of the scene where Callie and the Obscure Object were fooling around and at one point she felt her hand touch her hand along with the breath on her face. The way Callie described the moment seemed intense and it felt intimate and real for her, "Without letting go of my hand, she leaned closer and I heard, felt, very softly, her hot breath in my ear. 'Hi Tiresias,' she said, giggling," (336). Her words seem really seductive and her word choices had a feeling like she really enjoyed the feeling of her hot breath and her hands touching hers.