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I buried you
I buried you deep within myself
Wanted no parts of you
Wished the feelings away
The anger, the resentment,
The love
I buried you
Buried everything about you
Everything about us
I thought.
Somehow you creep out of the dark earth
Grinning, knowing somehow
I miss you
You claw yourself out of your grave
Your soiled hands caress me
Your fiendish lips kiss me
And I hate me
I hate me for desiring you so
Knowing you are the death of me

Preparation

I am so excited about today that I can barely contain myself.  I will be up early making a few snacks, chicken salad, meatballs, lil’ smokies, shrimp, rotel, etc. I don’t want my kids to bother me with anything. So a five o’clock wake up time is inevitable.  Good luck everyone

Introduction

Hello, I’m Meka. I’m from St. Louis, MO. I work at Barnes-Jewish Hospital and I attend St. Louis University. I am an aspiring writer and recently decided to embark on a journey to begin a writer’s life.  I am doing the half-day marathon as a trial run.  For this challenge, I will let my kids know that all errands must be done and if they have anything to do, mass transit would be their friend for the day(my kids are teenagers). I will confine myself to my room with my laptop, pen and paper and my creativity.  I don’t plan on any major distractions, my home is often quiet, and we all appreciate our own spaces and alone time, so they have been informed that I will not be available until after 9 pm.  Since I am in school, I will ensure there are no pressing assignments that need to be in for that day.  All other work will be done earlier in the week so my Sunday is free. This is my very first challenge and I am very excited.

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