Crop Tops and Claws

They’ll spit the word “fashion”,
as though what they’re trying to vomit out
isn’t un-silenced, honest expression.

They’ll tell you how to dress, as though
they’re not saying how to feel.

They’ll condemn all impermanence,
as though phases aren’t actually stages

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Together- Behind the Scenes

Welcome to a behind-the-scenes look at last week’s poem, “Together”. We’ll be talking about which part of my mind inspired the silliness of the first two lines, and which parts of your mind play into your own art and work. We’ll also be talking about how this thematic foundation impacted the actual poetic structure of the piece, and how the suitable meter impacted the line breaks.

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Announcement: New Schedule and Opportunity

Thank you for your readership and engagement through all of Alphabet’s years. Thanks to a summer career change, I’m rededicating more time to writing, editing, publishing, and updating Alphabet Ravine.

Poems will be posted on a biweekly basis. Here, you’re invited to continue sharing your reactions, as always.

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Hear

You never croak, but you roar like a frog.
You bark an extended note, though you never howl.

You write her love songs, drunk on ale.
Buzzed on tea, I ink the sound down.

‘S’alright. My pen’s as neutered
as I always said it was.

And my love’s as strong as you strike
those chords

over, and over, and over again. Sway side to side.

I see the curves that your hips don’t make, Man.Read More »