Submissions by javalini
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
WISHES AND APOLOGIES
how i wished
you were someone else
wished you were
someone i wanted
wished you were her
wished you were just...
different
how lonely i was
how much i wanted
to love you
to want you
to see in you
what i saw in her
to see in you
what you saw in me
how i wished
it was her
who loved me
wished she
cared as much for me as you did,
wished she wanted me
like you
and how we'd try
keep trying
me coming
and going, ...
you were someone else
wished you were
someone i wanted
wished you were her
wished you were just...
different
how lonely i was
how much i wanted
to love you
to want you
to see in you
what i saw in her
to see in you
what you saw in me
how i wished
it was her
who loved me
wished she
cared as much for me as you did,
wished she wanted me
like you
and how we'd try
keep trying
me coming
and going, ...
#relationships
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HOW TO CORRAL COVID IN THE US
by (un?)popular decree:
those on the extreme
political right
are not allowed
the vaccine
cannot wear masks
in public
must send
their kids to school
unprotected
cannot
under any circumstances
social distance
or take any
precautions
related to
the recent
Covid surge
for we sheep
shall not tread upon
the liberties
of the wise
the free
and the strong
amen
those on the extreme
political right
are not allowed
the vaccine
cannot wear masks
in public
must send
their kids to school
unprotected
cannot
under any circumstances
social distance
or take any
precautions
related to
the recent
Covid surge
for we sheep
shall not tread upon
the liberties
of the wise
the free
and the strong
amen
#satirical
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METH HEAD
he remembered
how pretty she was
in school.
everybody did.
how pretty she was
in school.
everybody did.
#LifeStruggles
#addiction
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IDEATIONS
every night i point a finger at my skull
and pull an imaginary trigger
"BOOM!"
sometimes
i imagine my fingernail
is a razor
and drag it
across my radial pulse
last night
i pushed the accelerator
to the floor
and watched the needle climb
i waited for the blue light
before i turned the wheel
and headed for a tree
that way i didn't have to die alone
and pull an imaginary trigger
"BOOM!"
sometimes
i imagine my fingernail
is a razor
and drag it
across my radial pulse
last night
i pushed the accelerator
to the floor
and watched the needle climb
i waited for the blue light
before i turned the wheel
and headed for a tree
that way i didn't have to die alone
#despair
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THE MARK OF THE BEAST
some tiny hologram of a chip
programmed
to traverse the tissues
and nestle in her frontal lobe
to read her very important
thoughts
then,
some evil little shit
traitor
stooge
hovering over a monitor
listening in
waiting for her to slip up
and think
she'd like to shoot
the goddamned president
and then you need that chip
to cash a check
buy groceries
see the gynecologist
fucking liberal assholes
programmed
to traverse the tissues
and nestle in her frontal lobe
to read her very important
thoughts
then,
some evil little shit
traitor
stooge
hovering over a monitor
listening in
waiting for her to slip up
and think
she'd like to shoot
the goddamned president
and then you need that chip
to cash a check
buy groceries
see the gynecologist
fucking liberal assholes
#satirical
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SOCIAL NETWORK
Phillip dead behind the wheel years ago
and Daniel nursing his tumors
and Maureen happy with her gastric bypass
and Sid with his RV
and Julie with her cats
and Ron, bipolar
and Linda, her children scattered
and Char, that sweet, wild angel
gone MAGA and, she says, proud of it
and me,
still punching that clock
making my little art, dreaming my little dreams
and that, my friend
are the remnants
of we who would conquer the world
and Daniel nursing his tumors
and Maureen happy with her gastric bypass
and Sid with his RV
and Julie with her cats
and Ron, bipolar
and Linda, her children scattered
and Char, that sweet, wild angel
gone MAGA and, she says, proud of it
and me,
still punching that clock
making my little art, dreaming my little dreams
and that, my friend
are the remnants
of we who would conquer the world
#LifeStruggles
#aging
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THE BLANK PAGE
there was not a word in me
not a syllable
nothing
i'd been scraping what i could
from the very bottom
picking at scabs
running my fingers
over scar tissue
remembering
anticipating
still...
maybe i'd used it up
maybe it never existed
who the fuck did i think i was anyway?
Dylan Thomas?
shit.
i walked to the sink
and stared at my face
in the mirror
i looked tired
"what the hell," ...
not a syllable
nothing
i'd been scraping what i could
from the very bottom
picking at scabs
running my fingers
over scar tissue
remembering
anticipating
still...
maybe i'd used it up
maybe it never existed
who the fuck did i think i was anyway?
Dylan Thomas?
shit.
i walked to the sink
and stared at my face
in the mirror
i looked tired
"what the hell," ...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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DON'T COME CRAWLIN' (when the shit goes down!)
this is the land
o' the free
an' the home
o' the brave
an' (shit!)
freedom ain't free, baby,
an' i ain't afraid
o' nothin' smaller 'n a god dang tick
(tick bite'll make you crazy)
an' besides, my brain needs air
an' that thing makes my face itch
an' shit if some fear mongering old honcho
is gonna tell me i got to hide
this handsome face (HA!)
but, goddamn,
SERIOUSLY NOW
first it's a mask
an' then it's when an' where you can eat
and 'fore you know it
they goin' door to door
COLLECTIN' GUNS ...
o' the free
an' the home
o' the brave
an' (shit!)
freedom ain't free, baby,
an' i ain't afraid
o' nothin' smaller 'n a god dang tick
(tick bite'll make you crazy)
an' besides, my brain needs air
an' that thing makes my face itch
an' shit if some fear mongering old honcho
is gonna tell me i got to hide
this handsome face (HA!)
but, goddamn,
SERIOUSLY NOW
first it's a mask
an' then it's when an' where you can eat
and 'fore you know it
they goin' door to door
COLLECTIN' GUNS ...
#politics
#satirical
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ON WRITING GOOD POETRY
a lack of angst
is death to poetry, baby
remember that
kill the terror
and the poetry dries up
one needs to lay his poor bare ass
on a hot grease grill to write good poetry
needs to feel the heat
right up through the neck of the spine
needs to want to die the hard way
blue fingered and alone
in a dumpster full of meat on the hottest
goddamn day of the year
and every bleak word
the product of a long, hard adolescence
that lasted well into one's sixties
and ended just like you thought it...
is death to poetry, baby
remember that
kill the terror
and the poetry dries up
one needs to lay his poor bare ass
on a hot grease grill to write good poetry
needs to feel the heat
right up through the neck of the spine
needs to want to die the hard way
blue fingered and alone
in a dumpster full of meat on the hottest
goddamn day of the year
and every bleak word
the product of a long, hard adolescence
that lasted well into one's sixties
and ended just like you thought it...
#satirical
#WritingPoetry
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ANGEL SONG
there is magic here
where polyester becomes finest silk
and cotton T, lingerie
and sighs ring like poetry
and moans, how angels sing
what finally breaks us
is at last forgotten
and those things deemed ordinary
shimmer in the light we make
our spark burns like pleasure
crickets serenade us
where polyester becomes finest silk
and cotton T, lingerie
and sighs ring like poetry
and moans, how angels sing
what finally breaks us
is at last forgotten
and those things deemed ordinary
shimmer in the light we make
our spark burns like pleasure
crickets serenade us
#sex
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ROSE
this pink rose,
its petals
gaped full
and fragrant
this soft terrain
mined for fire
this honey
as though from a well
deep as heaven
this salty wine
my pleasure
and yours
its petals
gaped full
and fragrant
this soft terrain
mined for fire
this honey
as though from a well
deep as heaven
this salty wine
my pleasure
and yours
#sensual
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CHARACTER SKETCH
he only had one ball
and it was hanging
almost mid thigh
that's how hard
his life had been
and it was hanging
almost mid thigh
that's how hard
his life had been
#LifeStruggles
#masculinity
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