🍾✨And it would have totally been my year too, if only I hadn’t
shat the bed
OMG HOT POETS! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!
It’s me, your favorite Leo, Larissa. Happy new year! Wait, did I already say that? Sorry, my brain has been smoothed by the unrelenting fingers of December. I have been thinking about how to write this post and I haven’t quite figured it out but my one New Year’s resolution is to stick to the PTK publishing schedule, so here we go, forgive my smooth brain.
Kelly and I have been talking a lot (nothing new there) about what this project means (also old news). In considering the creation of new communal traditions, we have been reflecting on our old ones. Truthfully, despite my general cynicism and carefully curated aloof writing voice, I do love New Year’s Eve. It’s always been my favorite holiday. Perhaps it’s my cancer moon + Venus which make me overly sentimental around dates, or it’s the Brazilian in me who has a Pavlovian hope response to a beach of people wearing white and letting the new waves baptize their feet.
Whatever it may be, from sunrise on Dec 31st to sunset on January 1st, I feel something truly special.
And then January 2nd rolls around and everything SUCKS ASS AGAIN AND OMG THE WORLD IS LITERALLY ON FIRE AND THE PEOPLE IN CHARGE DONT SEEM TO CARE AND LIKE??????? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!!!!! AND WHAT CAN I DO ABOUT IT???
So, in order to keep myself from totally dissociating until Dec. 31st 2024, here are some attempts at new traditions!
For this week’s poem I was inspired by a wish to keep the gifting season going, Co-Star’s Bingo Cards, and our upcoming workshop HOT PEOPLE DON’T MAKE RESOLUTIONS (sorry, it’s all booked up but watch this space for some exciting updates!). So here, I present you, PTK NEW YEAR BINGO (in poetry form obvi):
How to play:
Generate your own unique bingo card here
Use the following poem as your call list when playing the game. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a star, a single tear, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
And it would have totally been my year too, if only I hadn’t
1. Given up on absolution 2. Overcooked 3. Felt that scratch in my throat 4. Snoozed 5. Revolutioned 6. Resolutioned 7. Absolutioned 8. Disappointed my dog 9. Spilled milk 10. Cried about it 11. Finished the leftovers 12. Migrained 13. Migrated 14. Undid it all 15. Lost the thread 16. Overwrote 17. Stashed the draft 18. Over shared 19. Shat the bed 20. Acclimated 21. Pomodoroed 22. Overcried 23. Underperformed 24. Sisyphused 25. Burned toast 26. One-person-showed 27. Eulogized the winter 28. Manifested lactobacillus 29. Gut helped 30. Indebted myself 31. Whole Foods fed
Did you have fun? Should we do a collective game over zoom? Were you too cool to click the link? That’s fine, here are some other bingo-poem-cards to look at:
What did I hear? You need even more fun experimental poetry? Well, you’re in luck cause together with our instagram followers we wove this little collaborative piece during yesterday’s Tiny Poem Tuesday:
Ok, I do have a headache and my ADHD is bad today; besides Kelly will be here next week and she is better at talking to y’all anyway (not telling her what to do just being factual!) I love y’all, Happy New Year!
Xoxo, L
Your poetry prompt is to finish the poem in the comments:
the world to finally change
humanity to realize
the mistakes that we made
for us and our children
to finally have a future
To stop using my dog as an excuse
To stay up late
And watch K-pop videos
Which I don't need an excuse to do