Poetry 101 Rehab: whisper + vice

in the dark of night the world is still. outside, the only sign of life is the glow of the streetlights. inside, layers of curtain block it out entirely. the window is open (just barely) but it's enough. the netting whispers to the heavy block-out curtain. they tell dark-time secrets, venting the day's events. (they… Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: whisper + vice

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smile + dramatic

look for the girl, the crowd is thick but you'll know her when you see her. she smiles, gazing up at the ceiling. in a room full of people (staring at smartphones and giant headphones clamped on) the effect is incongruous. watch her now - can't afford to break your concentration. she's looking for something;… Continue reading smile + dramatic

poetry 101 rehab: scream + circus

label me: cool. smart. fun. interesting. this is both the best and worst thing you can do. (you never stopped to see if i could live up to it) i'm kicking at the window, swirly-patterned glass distorting our shared view. see me - do you see me? (do you only see what you would like… Continue reading poetry 101 rehab: scream + circus

poetry 101 rehab: rope

read the labels, map out a blueprint in red and write your own instruction. (need a tether to reality, but don't we all?) weave together a chain: loops linked to each other. (do you know, you're holding infinity in your hands?) braid a rope, shaky-handed: tricky, smooth, glossy: finer attention to detail required. ambition, vital.… Continue reading poetry 101 rehab: rope

poetry 101 rehab: deliberation

here, mademoiselle, a row of masks - all designed to your specifications. (one to hide calm; three to hide chaos - four to demonstrate apathy) wait - monsieur - where is the chaos i requested? -my last briefing, at its most detailed had a description of madness. ah, you do not see it - i… Continue reading poetry 101 rehab: deliberation

poetry 101 rehab: file

creation starts small. one file, first, on an old PC, empty; occupying desktop space. for posterity, she proclaims, and adds to it daily. new jpeg's uploaded, pdf and doc.x abound; calls it immortality in the making. artificial intelligence keeps track when the human variety cannot. words pile up higher and higher, pictures crammed into rows… Continue reading poetry 101 rehab: file