Sunshine and shadows
have sharp edges in the quad.
Lunch with undergrads.
feminist poet cat lover in St. Louis. walks around the place. good soup. absurdity. good conversation. she/they
A thing about being a poet is that sometimes you do things. Things like a 100 Haiku challenge, or decide to write in 6 word lines, or decide that someday you would like to write a pop song, but not the music, just the lyrics. Also, I completely missed any inheritance conversations this time because I got fully immersed in the story of Vincent being Immortal Vincent van Gogh and well yeah.
Some lines that I think I will like
What follows is the 1 3/4 pages of notes I took while listening to Til Death do Us Blart episode 2, from 2016. I was also cleaning the kitchen and waiting for a specific bit of conversation that happened in this episode but I wasn't sure because I've heard all of them a few times now. The parenthetical asides are added by me while writing this. Most of them. Not the one in the 2nd last stanza.
Feed yourself & rest in all of this