Moments Accumulated

Official Disclaimer: Sooooooooo the YeahWrite prompt this week involved the option to write a sestina. I had never heard of such a thing, so I figured, why not? How hard could it be? Hard. Apparently it could be pretty frikkin' hard.😂 Moments Accumulated Tempers became Elevated Budding conflict Escalated He became Intoxicated. Gender roles Perpetuated.... Continue Reading →

Clusterf*ck of a Night

Womanism, a well-known Jezebel (Opposite an insanely inflated sense of self-importance) Maliciously infantile mansplaining (Eyes focused well in the gaslight) Evading this bunglesome lush (Impossibilities and impressions exchanged for a bar tab and flirtatious fallacies) Abandon accountability for ancillary anticipation (A vapid skinflint of acquiescence) Written for Week #2 of Nate's Poetry class, Fun With... Continue Reading →

Minerva

This absurd anarchy prevails. When Idle, we collide. Destitute and empty And we come here to devour. To discern This excruciating Karma. It is what it is, isn't it? Just a maelstrom of Programmed obsolescence. We are utterly alone. We are wretched. I still write poetry because shit like Stinkfist exists, and I want to... Continue Reading →

New Wardrobe

No more of these Excruciating daybreaks and Woeful glances at the mirror. Why do I avert my eyes from my own reflection? After all, don’t I have the Right to wear my wrinkles and pounds as evidence of the life I’ve lived? Don’t they display evidence of joy and fulfillment? Renouncing my own appearance Only... Continue Reading →

Second Act

Senescence. Conceding to circumstance. Hope nearly extinct. Exhaustion. Yet, Complacency doesn’t pave the way to fulfillment. One fragment of this trip around the sun is coming to an end. Never too late to aim higher. Don’t give up on me now.   Applause booms from every direction as I take my place. Center stage. Trembling... Continue Reading →

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