Inktober, But Make It Poems (Week 2)

dune by Jennifer Prewitt

teeth

the curiosity of a child

is beautiful but

dangerous and borderline

intrusive

my age was still a single digit when

i got bored at home

babysitting myself

walk into moms bedroom i thought

adventure awaits

but as i rummaged through the drawers

all that awaited was

my baby teeth

so no tooth fairy

throw

think about high school

and those who did sports

who was the hottest team?

you know the answer

the track team

obviously

but you aren’t thinking

of them

you’re omitting them

from the team

the throwers

we’re there

throwing pieces of metal

with a simple goal

that was developed centuries

ago

teeth by Sara Alavi

hope

rain pounding the skylight

above my head

water finished

onto the next

normal routine in an

abnormal place

have to adapt

so i hope that i wont be

disappointed

i pray and wish and hold my breath

that the pre-ground coffee

found in the cabinet

of the house i was raised in

wont taste terrible

i hope but i know it

will

disgusting

she is so consistent

with her habits

the good ones

the bad ones

im talking about my cat

of course

her paws scoop away

in the gravel box

which serves as her toilet

shes not using it

shes playing in it

that was 20 seconds ago

and now shes in my

bed

slippery

america is terrifyingly large

wouldnt you agree

each region so different

so unique in language

and speech

my old roommate

my friend

she’s from the place

colloquially known as

pittsburgh pennsylvania

they have all these dialectic

quirks and when the friend

would drink i would get

an inside look on the pittsburgh mind

steel is still

but yinz already knew that

and watch out its not

slippery there

no no no

its

slippy

slippery by Neena Kallookulangara

dune

i went to school

studying the earth

and its natural systems

yet i still have no idea

how tiny

and large

mounds of sand

maintain their structure

also like

what environmental role

are they playing?

it has to be important

considering some of them

are the stars of certain national parks

i hate to name drop

but for the sake of example

sleeping bear dunes national

park

armor

why instead of

making bulky suits of metal

or carefully camouflaged uniforms

we just don’t have wars

or a need for physical armor

emotional armor is totally fine

sorry to make a poem so

political