Don’t get all excited, I’m not changing things up too much on this beloved feature of the blog – it’s just a clever title.
A lot of the poems I post are older. I’ve come to realize that the reason is because I’ve been lazy in writing new poems over the last year. Which is terrible (because it’s something I enjoy doing) and causes a lot of problems for me (because it’s corking up a lot of stuff that needs to get out.
So let’s fix that.
This is a poem fresh off the screen this morning with zero editing and very little thought as to where it’ll eventually wind up. Enjoy.
the new with the new comes old: fears, transgressions, impressions, tears, & a general rending of whatever we thought we were. i’m told this is normal. but a small thing in the back of my head somewhere tells me this isn’t so. so, who to believe?