Thursday, April 17, 2014

daily syllabic 4-17-14

Strong women become
impotent before men.
If this is love, let me
always be loveless.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

daily syllabic 4-16-14

the end of an “us”
is a death without dying
pity, what a waste

Monday, April 14, 2014

daily syllabic 4-14-14

Ahhhhh epic fail. I promise I’ve been writing other stuff!

First love is
a kind of

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

daily syllabic 4-9-14

a prism breaks,
releases the sun.
I would be that prism

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

daily syllabic 4-7-14 and 4-8-14

Um, I’m not doing so hot, am I?


my horoscope says wait
storm clouds will soon pass
how uncannily guessed


scratching the itch
always hurts
like regret

Sunday, April 6, 2014

daily syllabic 4-6-14

chafe at expectations.
I’m not looking to be
your mirror on the wall

Saturday, April 5, 2014
My new love

My new love

daily syllabic 4-5-14

I promise nothing
except the sunset
brief beautiful death

Friday, April 4, 2014

It’s National Poetry Month!

And I totally forgot to start my daily syllabics this year! Whoops.

Anyway, every day during the month of April last year, I wrote a short poem with a certain syllabic requirement per line (similar to but even less strict than a haiku, possibly including haikus). Some of these turned into real poems later. Some were just kind of weird, and I never did anything with them. Others were just sort of awful, but amusingly awful? And I was amused that the ones receiving attention were just sort of morbid and emo, but mostly just emo—does this say something about the tumblr demographic? About me?? Regardless of poetic merit, the idea was to force myself to write something creative every day during a period when I wasn’t writing anything (except my research proposal), and it got easier over the course of the month to come up with something.

Anyway…better late than never?

daily syllabic for 04-04-14

poetry spoils love
the way heat spoils milk
letting sweetness build
too quickly and sour

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Miranda July, “It Was Romance”


Miranda July, “It Was Romance”

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