like i assume many of us, ive been writing poetry for a while because it is there and because i love it. i am so excited for this kind of poem community and to see how craft changes once i… treat it like craft instead of like urge.

here’s a poem from the practice my poetry half marathon compatriot (pumbrino!!) and i have been doing. mostly putting this here to prevent myself using it as a cheat.

cant wait to read everyone’s work!

 

millennial

i’ve got a voice, but
it’s the voice of a child
don’t know what it wants but –
i know it won’t stop
do you think like this
stuck in what if, but
it cant be and was
not likely – a wish
a myth,
as if you could
be, as if
we knew at any point what it could be
to be, we’re stuck
in our texts which is to say
you’re never where you are
are you, no you’ve never been