Showing posts with label poem19. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem19. Show all posts

Saturday, January 24, 2026

America Would Have You Believe Skinny



You thought your rights were guaranteed and just for you 

Embuste 

America

Would

Have

Embuste

You

Believe

Pero

Embuste

You thought your rights were guaranteed and just for you 



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Friday, January 23, 2026



maybe growing
accustomed to dying is

knowing 

no

being 

with this red wall 
in an obsessive, intimate 
way for just a while longer 

just lingering with 
this red tile wall as 
the flood waters, 

the flood waters. 



Monday, January 19, 2026

Mentor Praise Daddy


I guess I would warn anyone with a mentor

That you don’t need a mentor

Your mentor needs a narcissistic supply

I didn’t seek out a mentor

It was more like a cool pen I got 

With my restaurant check

That I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to take

While it was happening

The mentorship seemed low stakes 

Until I realized he was trying to mentor me

Into poverty and self hatred

At first he said I needed him

To call me and tell me how awesome I am

But it’s weird getting glazed by 

Someone who can’t be bothered to 

Watch or read your work

Then one day

I noticed he bristled 

If I said anything kind about myself 

I decided this is how I would ditch my mentor

From thereon in

Whenever we talked on the phone

I would mention some accomplishment

The way you invent a boyfriend

In front of someone who thinks they own the room

After a week of this

He said my problem was my huge ego