His name is redacted words, and I believe he is the most redacted description. I am led to believe he has redacted beyond the normal redaction of man to woman. And so, I feel redacted. When I was a child, a man called a woman…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
CATFISH – #14
Bottom (REDACTED) aims high Aiming too low Patsy quickly diminishes her (REDACTED) He’s not slow in (REDACTED) forward Firm love set in phone’s fantasy He (REDACTED) closer in time But it’s (REDACTED) imaginary on the line.
TICK TOCK – #13
It’s not a truth serum I reassure in the first instance You won’t make me quack like a duck? You inevitably reply Only if you want to I smile Nor will I get you to eat an onion thinking it’s an apple But…
hour 11
my room in the first apartment that i’ve paid rent for doesn’t have a closet it took months of brainstorming & experimentation to find some system for clothing storage i guess it helps to have no room for hiding no space for baggage or maybe…
hour 10
this is the same barnes & noble that i loved growing up i would always beeline to the back to the young adult section spend what felt like hours but was likely only 1 reading the back of every book whose cover grabbed my eye…
hour 9
what is love if it’s not scary in the way that unfamiliar things often are not in the way that’s it a wolf draped in a sheep’s skin hate and anger and disrespect masquerading as love what’s with the wolf/sheep binary? what about the…
CLOSET LOVE – #12
I’ve decided not to come out Jam, cream and scones are more delicious in the dark The closet doesnt quite close I can still see you If there’s a power cut I won’t be afraid if it floods i’m off the floor its where…
wrapped around your fingers to please you forever
The body falls again as you try to hold it up You put your ears to the chest and when you hear nothing, I see it- The slow way your face scrunches in pain Then the tears roll down your face. We both saw the…
Profesh (Hour 13)
I am an illustrator of thoughts, I am author of sentiments, Producer of poetics, Director of dialectic diction, I am a liaison of literature Scripter of scripture Writer of picture Mixture of blood ink and liquor. Composer of the spoken texture Builder of verbal architecture…
Hour 14 – this body (revived)
this body was a person once with uninterrupted skin and lungs ballooning with ambition it even knew its own name this body isn’t much for purity culture but perhaps it was the hands that touched it that took away the self, the animation or perhaps…