by edward | Apr 27, 2020 | NaPoWriMo, Verse
Familiar Were you really that small At one time, You silly Maine Coon? I wonder, glancing at photos Of a friend’s newly-gotcha Kitten. We gotcha-ed you At almost four months, You silly Main Coon When a tiny furball Would curl up in a lap. Then your mane grew...
by edward | Apr 27, 2020 | NaPoWriMo, Verse
Appropriation Songs about gay sex, Songs popular in discos, Songs sung by a lesbian To her partner. All end up co-opted by White conservatives Blissfully unaware Of their origins.’s Sometimes it’s the tune, Sometimes the lyrics, that Transcend origins,...
by edward | Apr 26, 2020 | NaPoWriMo, Verse
Writing Under the Q Flag Get up. Get out! Fresh air on The coffee shop patio. Handshakes become Elbow bumps, eventually Turning into cautious waves From six feet away. The solitary runner Continues her routine But what of the writer, Used to that particular table On...
by edward | Apr 26, 2020 | NaPoWriMo, Verse
Introverts Seclusion and distance Come easy for The Introvert. She doesn’t “People” In Person Preferring online engagement. Even though her routine Is not disrupted, she knows To check in with her extroverted friends. They make her cray, sometimes,...
by edward | Apr 26, 2020 | NaPoWriMo, Verse
Slow Traveler Downtown departure At 7am. No Stops, No Encounters, No Worries, As the traveler settles in, Maybe grab some breakfast In the dining car Before passing the Cemeteries? The Crescent’s mission Has not changed in over A century: Connect New Orleans...
by edward | Apr 26, 2020 | NaPoWriMo, Verse
Morning Ritual Iced coffee, three sugars. Barista sees her coming, Grabs a cup, ice, and pitcher of coffee. Order is ready when She reaches the counter. There is no concern That she’ll change her mind. It’s been the same For three years, even on The...
