Clara & Holden
by Ervin Anderson
Hello Clara!
You know I’m in class right now. Trying to LEARN.
Well yes because I’m right here next to you trying not to learn...
so maybe its time we got to know each other.
I don’t want to get into trouble, and everyone calls me Clara Bean.
I dont wanna get you in trouble Clara Bean...
but Ive been sitting next to you for months...
and I cant go another day without talking to you or I might explode.
Not much for grammar, are you?
Grammar is for nerds.
Are you calling me a nerd?
Girls cant be nerds silly.
Aren’t you a Lit Major? How can you think so little of grammar?
Words are for artists words should be free of rules words should just BE
and Im setting them free in my own way.
I have learned the rules of grammar so now Im free to ignore them.
No one told Picasso which order to lay down his paints.
Haha, you are NOT Picasso. Oh no! Here comes the warden Miss Haverstock.
Cool it for a minute.
Consider it cooled.
Coast is clear. Miss Haverstock sure is an odd ball.
I’ll bet she could keep an actual nest of bees in her beehive.
Shes a spaz and her enormous hair cushions her fall whenever she trips.
Haha! Okay that was funny.
You’re funny, Holden, but we should really pay attention.
How can I pay attention when I have you sitting next to me?
You smell like cardamom and coffee and lemon
and I think Im drunk on your scent and dont ever wanna be sober.
Stop, you’re making me blush.
Pink looks good on you. Go out with me, Beanie.
I already have a boyfriend who is a REAL man.
You think Im subterranean don’t’cha?
You think Im some poetry reading weirdo who dresses funny and has no future right?
If the shoe fits.
You probably think I’m just some nowhere chick because I’m a cheerleader
and my boyfriend happens to be the quarterback who’ll probably go pro.
I think your boyfriend is nowhere for sure but you Clara...
are definitely a somewhere chick
I see an unusual girl inside waiting to break free from your pristine shell.
You’re sweet, but the answer is still no.
Go out with me. Theres a club nearby. I read there a few nights a week.
I have a strong following of six or seven people!
The manager said if I get ten people to show up he will gimme a free beer.
Sounds like you’re all the rage.
Come listen to me and see how the other side lives.
You dont gotta be a square just because everyone thinks you should be a square
be a circle Clara Bean or better yet a triangle.
Why are you even talking to me? Are you just doing this for kicks?
So you can laugh about me later with your hipster friends
and tell some unflattering story about me on stage?
My friends bet me I wouldnt.
So I’m a bet. Please leave me alone
or I’ll raise my hand and tell Miss Haverstock you’re bothering me.
Clara puh-leese! They bet me I wouldn’t have the guts to talk to you in class
but I always wanted to but was afraid your lunkhead boyfriend would pound me.
Fine Holden, you’ve got one chance to impress me.
Don’t look at me, but tell me what color my eyes are? Don’t look! I’m serious.
How can I write with my eyes closed?
Look the other way, dummy!
Clara Bean your eyes are green but not just regular green
a neon sort of green that maybe glow in the dark with flecks of gold
that seem to dance when youre happy.
Well, yes, I suppose that’s correct.
Youre blushing again.
Am not! It’s just hot in here.
Sure sure look Im a poet and making girls blush is something ive done before
just so you know.
I’m going to be a doctor and actually save lives...
so your kind of silliness I have no time for, understand?
Your charm is wasted on me.
Oh so youre better than me because youll be some lady doctor?
I’m only saying that we’re different. It just wouldn’t work.
Different like Romeo and Juliet?
No, different like The Bride of Frankenstein and Count Dracula.
Which one am I?
Hardy har har. Holden, I am stopping this now. I want to learn.
You think youre gonna learn something from miss haverstock?
Only thing I ever learned was how to nap.
I learn a lot, because I have ambition. You do not.
You dont believe words can change the world?
You can barely SPELL and you’re going to change the world with your words?
Fat chance!
I spell just fine I just choose not to sometimes words are power
and I like to take words and reshape them to my needs.
The rules of grammar are important.
No theyre not. Emotion is important.
Someday Ill write a book or a poem
or give a street corner performance that will save lives.
Now you’re just being silly.
When I’m a doctor, I’ll save lives
but you will never be a doctor so how can you save lives?
Because words have more power than anything
and you dont wanna be a doctor you wanna be an artist
you smell of frustrated artist.
I admire your ambition, if not your narcissism.
Maybe I will come see you do your poetry stuff.
Its not just poetry I tell stories about my life
about my awful parents and how they shipped me off to military school
and forgot about me and about how they refused to pay for my college
and think Im the worlds biggest disappointment
but you know I make it funny and sometimes I rhyme.
I didn’t know you had it so rough.
I know you had it rough too.
I know your parents died when you were young and youve been alone
and maybe you being a cheerleader and dating the BMOC...
is your way of being accepted somewhere and feeling normal
when you know deep down youre not because youre like me.
How do you know about me?
I heard your lousy boyfriend talking in the locker room.
He told his friends hes dating you because you have no family
and he says “those” kinds of girls are always “easy.”
He didn’t.
He did.
What do you want from me, Holden?
I want you to come see me tonight at the bowery poetry club.
So you really are a beatnik?
Spend one night with me Clara Bean you wont regret it.
I want you to experience something new that will shake up your world.
Fine. It sure beats passing notes back and forth in the middle of Miss Haverstock’s history class.
Youve been so desperately trying to fit in you sacrificed your true nature.
What’s my true nature?
Youre an artist at heart a visionary.
Sometimes I do see the future.
What do you see?
I see people communicating with tiny computers instead of pencils and paper
and then I see people communicate using just their minds, maybe by 1980.
Sometimes I see the future too.
What do YOU see?
Me kissing you in a dark alley at 11:35pm tonight.
That’s a very precise vision.
Well they always kick me offstage by 11:30 for the monkey act.
☺ See you tonight! I will try not to be my usual perfect self.
I want you as imperfect as possible Clara Bean.
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