I’m still doing NaPoWriMo, specifically the #wtwrites challenge. The following poems cover April 6 to April 16. It’s been really hard to write lately (see my last post for info on that), so these are definitely not my best work. Honestly, I’m just impressed with myself that I’ve been writing at all. That’s enough for me.
April 6, 2018
“Reimagine the galaxy & create your own planet”
vindictive/predictive/intergalactic thesaurus
hitchhiker’s guide to the rap galaxy
they rhymed/committed space crimes
made their mamas cry/they went warp in orbit
their hairs were tentacles shaped like rectangles
these blockheads turned orion
into a house party
your mom’s not invited/neither’s the galactic council
they fell to an MC
who carried his rhymes in a poison capsule
[they are buried
on charon
but they hate styx]
April 7, 2018
“Where are your baby teeth?”
my baby teeth/crumbled and dissolved against rough crystals/i turned the dust to paste/dripped essence in the poultice/and smeared it over exposed bones
April 8, 2018
“Create your own tarot card”
THE DIVA
[illustration of woman lounging on her side. she is on a lit stage. her hair is larger than the card can fully display.]
acutely aware of her natural talents and supernatural charm,
THE DIVA is also aware that her journey is nearing its end
chilled/consumed, she shields herself with faux fur and snappy comebacks
“who is she?”
she is not ready/ill-prepared/very good at faking it
your supernova is about to explode/relish in its splendor
April 9, 2018
“Letter to your past self”
Listen. Read.
You won’t be a better person until
You start to listen.
You won’t be a better writer until
You start to read.
Say yes and no.
Say yes to you.
Say no to him.
He needs you more
Than you need him
So listen. Read. say no.
And leave.
April 10, 2018
“Hexes and curses”
- “Who?”
- “Sorry, but your name doesn’t ring a bell?”
- “Did I meet you at [place we definitely never met at]?”
- “It’s okay, I forget people all the time.”
- “Maybe you should try to make more of an impression next time.” 💖
April 11, 2018
“Elegy”
this is not for a part of me – but maybe it is.
this is for a person I cared for:
a person who was sunflowers and july bicycle rides who
gave me the fucking denim jacket i was wearing yesterday
when i found out she died.
i’m not okay and when i saw this prompt
all i thought was
this is a joke of the Universe.
she had a great sense of humor.
she’ll never read this poem.
she is this poem.
i miss you so much.
April 12, 2018
“Most recent meal”
last night i drove home from work and opened a beer
i looked in the cupboard and the fridge and decided
i wasn’t hungry
i drank a glass of water because you always reminded us to hydrate
i opened a second beer and decided
i could lose some weight anyway
i finished that beer
and drank another glass of water because you always reminded us to hydrate
i opened a third beer and remembered your embrace of self-care
i toasted some bread and sliced some provolone and tomatoes,
sprinkled a little salt on it
drank a glass of water because you always reminded us to hydrate
wept, waited, slept
April 13, 2018
“Nickname”
stewed tomatoes/stewed carrots
stewed off our asses on pixy stix
stewed, idk how i came up with this
stewed, we were weird fucking kids
April 14, 2018
“Freewrite with closed eyes”
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April 15, 2018
“Alternate universe”
islands in the sky
we swim through pink matcha clouds
sip tea on air trains
April 16, 2018
“If your body was a house”
brain serves as basement
hides dirty rotten secrets
glass lungs, hardwood heart
knock if you want to hurt me
my ribcage opens for you
drinking coffee, writing books, & saving the galaxy 