Poem of the Day
Study of Children
By Asha Futterman
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
Buddhas on stilted chairs
I set my sights on toast and loads of tea and pumpkin seeds
a signal!!!!
he wants to have a child
they talk about / how Jane talked about / giving 8 puppies away
hello is my laundry ready
Good Sam is a dealer.
Good Sam is one of the biggest dealers in the world.
Good Sam deals high quality grass and hash.
You are the toy that dies
you are the movie
& the theatre
Two gallons of apple cider.
A jar of pungent, pasty Yankee mustard.
“Two dollars please.” Boys on bikes
inside my mother
i make a little fist
& then i punch her
i put on yr forgotten sweater
to cherish the cold breezes
that steal into my room