align left, move to the right…
i am: clause defective, compound sentence challenged, structure/pattern destructive, declarative burdened, coordinating conjunction traumatized, open, hyphenated ellipses, dash and dot, sick
the pre-packaged and standardized formulas
in creative writing 101 classes throughout the lands
make my head ache
close me up tight
like a nightime bud
all those birkenstocks in this town
writing sistas
make me nervous
make my words hide
make me wrong somehow
so i stay home
and chuckle at the cookie cutters
and giggle at their methodology
of wordsmithing
often waiting for the travelogue
from my muse’s latest travels
she’s anywhere but where
i need her to be
most of the time
“content is good
BUT
it makes for a troublesome
and distracting read”
try this
or that
so i try
nothing
