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everyone always forgets you and that's why you have to be so damn loud,
isn't it? maybe once upon a time it was acceptable
for you to be a child, but now all you do is cry too loudly and make a fool of yourself.
that compact wiry body of yours, you do it a disservice by scrawling
death to all things across your chest and letting your mother bandage your wounds.
your life is such a terrible place--
why does your girlfriend refuse to look at the burden of that
twisted black thing you force down her throat, that rotted disease you call love?
why wouldn't she? your tenderness is bruises and your kisses are never anything but discomfort.
you're so small, aren't you, and so hollow on the inside, but maybe you'll get lucky--
maybe she'll realize you're nothing but an arrogant fuckwad and leave you. and
you'll be twice as unbearable then, but at least you won't be touching anymore.
at least then maybe you'll look at all the empty spaces and learn something,
you arrogant asshole.
isn't it? maybe once upon a time it was acceptable
for you to be a child, but now all you do is cry too loudly and make a fool of yourself.
that compact wiry body of yours, you do it a disservice by scrawling
death to all things across your chest and letting your mother bandage your wounds.
your life is such a terrible place--
why does your girlfriend refuse to look at the burden of that
twisted black thing you force down her throat, that rotted disease you call love?
why wouldn't she? your tenderness is bruises and your kisses are never anything but discomfort.
you're so small, aren't you, and so hollow on the inside, but maybe you'll get lucky--
maybe she'll realize you're nothing but an arrogant fuckwad and leave you. and
you'll be twice as unbearable then, but at least you won't be touching anymore.
at least then maybe you'll look at all the empty spaces and learn something,
you arrogant asshole.
Literature
Spelling Counts
The line read:
"Fallow your heart",
I wondered what more there was to say.
Fallow your heart, leave it
empty and waiting for a season
so love can grow, nourished,
in a replenished, whole ground.
Fallow your heart so it does not become
Worn and barren with overuse.
The line read "fallow your heart",
but the poem, overworked,
meant only "follow".
Please remember that spelling counts.
Literature
Fire and Water
It was raining in Lancaster on September 3rd 1555, and Jane Ask loved the earthy smell that it coaxed out of the soil.
She wiped away the sheen of rainwater from her forehead with the back of her hand and set her small basket of nettles down by the front door. Later she would dry out the leaves and reduce them to a powder; the substance worked wonders on small wounds which refused to stop bleeding.
Jane had always been something of an herbalist. Growing up with only a father, and two older brothers from his first marriage, she had spent the majority of her childhood outdoors. Now practically a spinster at the age of twenty-two, she knew the
Literature
I Mean to Get You Alone
You have sharp
pulse-elevating teeth
the stuff I imagine heart attacks
are made of
I'm bent on selling you a handful of smiles
specifically crafted
to distract you from the fact that
I have almost nothing to say
and now you're steering this conversation
in a direction that suggests you've
forgotten that I
don't watch movies or do much of
anything but work which maybe
explains why one glass of wine gets me
wrapped around you
car to streetlight
crash style
mangled limbs
breeding curious onlookers and my insurance has
expired
you're leaning in and all I can think is
I don't have insurance
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I love how this is a sonnet filled with hate- not the most original idea, I know, but this is a really well done one. Interesting anthropomorphizing the relationship between North Korea and South Korea too, summarizes their relationship as an abusive one very well. My favourite line is 'your life is such a terrible place--'; wonderful imagery. Kudos, a great piece.