Cleanser
by Noah Kocher
Hello Poetry Babyfaces! We are so close to a new year! This week we are embracing the rituals of the holidays, of washing away the past year (with tears of grief and joy). We loved this poem by Noah Kocher which dwells on some of the paradoxical anxieties we carry, about our own ability to take care. We at PTK wish a happy holiday season to all who celebrate. We love you. <3
Cleanser
Apparently CeraVe face wash is a carcinogen, Or, like, something. That app that scans stuff for bad stuff says it’s bad; it says it’s got bad stuff in it. And my moisturizer was 7$ at target, So I bet that’s not great either. I had some Sun Bum spf moisturizer But that ran out. It was in a sampler baggie sort of thing that I bought with some grad $ for a self-care gift so It was little, But nice while it lasted. That sampler baggie also had a face wash A facial cleanser That on it said, “pat dry” So, that’s gone too, but now I try not to scrape my face when I dry off, but the terry cloth abrase Feels like the only good way to get clean.
About the hot poet: Noah Kocher (they/he) is a poet and student living in Philadelphia and they're actually like really cool and funny and they aren't as sad as their poems are. Their work has been published online by Sad Girl Diaries.
<3 thank you for being here
-L