Scrittura
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Scrittura

Feed the Pages to the Rapids

A prose poem for the spoken-word poet somewhere inside me

Photo by Birmingham Museums Trust on Unsplash

shaking, all eyes assuming the full notebook — my prop, coffee-stained — odes and elegies, high notes always seeming not as profound now. I pretend they won’t listen to every word — like my students, missed directions, tuning out, asking for my last nerve. It’s a poetry tent — we festival together — creativity tarps…

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