October 21, 2024

why
am i so resistent
to being told what to do?

is the the literal years/
two whole decades
of being told education is what i “have to” do
and that it all “has to” be this way
only to find out
in my mid-to-late-twenties
that there are so many other ways,
and our education system is so flawed
not just with resources allocated unequally
but in the literal ways the textbooks read/
that everything is touched by humans
and nothing is objective
ever,
and sometimes it’s traditional
and sometimes it’s one person’s power grab
to create a hero
where there was only a genocidal maniac before,
and the myth of history being written by the winners
really puts a black-and-white/violence is supreme
kind of spin on it,
and the loss of momentum
i was always warned against
is simply
the burnout i feel
now

it’s not that i hate being told what to do
by a person or persons —
it’s the whole system
i refuse
to listen
to

October 20, 2024

the one good thing
about it getting cold
outside
is that i now have the excuse
to get cozy — donning huge sweaters
and huddling in warm, fluffy blankets
with hot tea
or hot cocoa
or hot cider
and indulging in a comforting book or tv show —
as the weather blisters outside,
inside
aiming
for nothing more or less than cozy

October 19, 2024

i keep having
a day or two
of respite
from my utter desolate sadness
that makes me think that
maybe
maybe
maybe
it’s over
maybe
maybe
maybe
i got through it
maybe
maybe
maybe
i can actually
do this thing called
life

but then it comes back
and
i’m so damn sad

October 18, 2024

if i sit perched
like a little bird
will the words stream out faster
and faster
like getting ready for takeoff
flying
soaring
through ideas and concepts and
landing with the right words
every
time?

October 14, 2024

i keep having ideas for poems
and then leaning away from them

i think i’d like to hibernate
until spring comes

but what if spring
and summer
and early fall
all continue like this—
terrible news
no end to covid in sight
[though people try as they might
to ignore all the facts and findings]
death
and destruction
and feeling hopeless and helpless to stop it
unrelenting
unrelenting
i feel like i need a hibernation
until my next
life

October 13, 2024

i wear my clothes until they have holes
and then i wear them
longer

i wear my socks until they’re so overstretched
they barely fit
and then they’re pajama socks

i wear fashions
from years and years and years passed
bought past the date they were ever in vogue
and i definitely
definitely
definitely
repeat outfits

if i need new clothing
or something exciting
added to my wardrobe
i thrift it
and i refuse to give money
to the worst of fast fashion
even second hand

[i haven’t always been this adamant,
but as i’ve learned
of the pollution and the human working conditions
and the greenhouse gas emissions
and everything just for a cheap pair of pants
that will disintegrate the third time you wash them,
it just makes sense
to do what i can
to repeal my demand
from their ever-rising supply]