So Vassar College Write Club has a blog. What a momentous creation! Just to remind y'all this blog's purpose is to create a space where we can offer praise, criticism, and/or suggestions on each others work. COOL. And if you find anything amusing or poignant related to writing post it also. JUST POST STUFF, OKAY? Anyway to get this party started I'm going to post this really unfinished, unedited silly poem I had to write for Composition a few weeks ago. It's a "prison poem". It's about the unique structure of my pelvis bone....enjoy.
I am a precious resource, wrap
me in cellophane!
Clear plastic spindles binding
twin tree boughs, in union
to the mother trunk.
Anatomy is destiny
has always been
the joke to leave me sober, breathless
and praying not to god but to the god
of bad girl's eternal karma.
Tupperware is a container, home
is made from bricks; these hips,
life-long punch line, form dictated
by the divine architect.
Picture: The Birth
Of Venus, updated to the hip-
hop culture-sweating
on the treadmill, rejecting denim,
screaming through labor.
The fertility goddess myth, placation
taken from ancient civilization.
Keep your projection away from
my projections.
This particular carriage is
a boarder at wartime. Bullets
fly, sides are drawn, up in arms,
The Mothers and The Whores.
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hey, not to post off-topic comments, but this is emma, and this is my blogger account. is there any way to add me?
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