Creative Writing, Gay, Uncategorized
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graphic by Liana Kindler

Here we go, counting
the lines between the words
and how the syllables fit together.
Maybe if I can figure out this puzzle
I’ll know what to do about you.

There had to be some reason as well as rhyme
to all those love sonnets I never liked.
Measuring iambs isn’t my thing but it could be
if it makes me sound smart to you.

I’d like to put the words together
in a way you’d like. You’ve got me
up at 2am writing bad poetry.

This won’t change anything about
you or me or art.

Here I go, trying.

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Anastacia Kellogg is a third year English major. Her interests include tea, grammar, superheroes, entomology, and Victorian children's literature; her hobbies include reading, crying, and sleeping.

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