FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN š§ļø
Iām just looking for someone to diverge & converge with
ohmygod this poem was inspired by so many things that happened last week! ONE: Larissaās āBonne nouvelle bitches š°ā piece that made me want to get out my pink rhinestoned guillotine, TWO: a beautiful āWine, Poetry & the Exā convo hosted by Arvon between Morgan Parker & Rachel Long (so obsessed with them), THREE: this amazing article by Ayesha Khan (subscribe to their substack!), FOUR: the convo in our first āPoetry As Locationā workshop, and FIVE: deep talks on my living room floor @ 2 am with the besties (iykyk) š ENJOY!
FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN š§ļø
got too far ahead / too fast / & now / Iām never impressed / & always fail- ing behind is that cheugy? no longer using sex as self-harm karma is just a club on the Jersey Shore & Normal People is just 50 Shades of Grey for millennials 44 billion on a bird can you believe Anna is shoving it in our faces this year & doing "Gilded Glamour" with THIS wealth gap? guess a ātax the richā dress wasnāt enough letās storm the Met! & make dandelion wishes with the ashes they burned it all down but we can rebuild anything I donāt pursue anymore b/c I donāt know what I want to take another swig of that magic chemistry of intimacy is stopping to laugh at the same struggling dog braided bark Iām just looking for someone to diverge & converge with trait neutrality creativity requires novelty-seeking so donāt blame me for my dissociations are just me practicing my daydreaming & memory is just a fallacy selling solutions to the same problems they created the yassification of micro-dosing chaos into our everyday lives so why donāt we start by putting a poet laureate into every workplace? am I haunting you? or are you haunting me? or is Taylor Swift haunting the both of us? death of the chill ghost!! hail satan Iām writing in my sleep again & trying not to self-isolate but youāre not always good for my nervous system & I know how to play with my own emotions already anyway I donāt want the words to be the only ones who will choose me & drop a glass of water on my desk when I'm thirsty
PTK VSA! MEET OUR FIRST āSQUATTERā š
WE MEAN⦠āWRITER IN RESIDENCEā: WILHELMINA!!
Larissa & Kelly met Wilhelmina in our āPoetry As _____ A Workshopā. She was the first person to leave a brilliant, secret surprise poem in the comments of one of our first PTK pieces š¤«. So obviously, we had to invite her to come hang out with us! Wilhelmina is going to join in on this chaotic ping pong match of poems for the month of May & weāll see how the rest unfolds so⦠GET YOUR INBOXES READY. In the meantime, get to know her, because sheās like, rly cool:
PTK: Hiii! Who are you??
W: I am a former high-potential young author š selected in the Berliner Festspiele in 2001 and 2003. But refused to study literature, don't have a Masters of Fine Arts and regret it a bit today. Part of the poetry collective "The Invisible Collegeā led by Ariana Reines since early 2020. In everyday life I do something with data and live in Geneva while being a part-time surfer. I mostly write in English at @iamnewintown.
PTK: Describe yourself at age 13
W: In one sentence: On top of the world.Ā
The coolest guy in class was my boyfriend. He had the original elevator boys haircut/look. Yes. This was in 1996.Ā
My best friend and I lived only a few streets apart and we had bmx bikes. I guess I sort of was the leader of a bmx bike squad. All of us together would just spend the whole day at the beach. It was the longest summer. There was just no concept of time - days were endless.Ā
And then we moved to Germany, so that I could attend secondary school in a tiny provincial non-beach-adjacent town.Ā People there my age were kids -and I felt like I wasnāt.Ā
Those kids also confused Bulgaria (where I came from) with Brasil. But I let them.
PTK: What does āun-precious poetryā mean to you?
W: Is this a trick question, PTK?Ā Ā
Uhm, I donāt think there is such a thing as precious or "un-precious" poetry. But let meĀ give it a try still. In a good sense, "un-precious poetryā to me is poetry which doesnāt take itself too serious. Doesnāt hide. Doesn't pretend. In the bad sense, āun-precious poetryā is bad rhyme in the 21st century, is inspirational quote instagram posts - the fortune cookie of poetry. Is tell and no-show.
Footnote 1.Ā
What Marie Howe said:
"I ask my students every week to write 10 observations of the actual world.Ā Itās very hard for them⦠Just tell me what you saw this morning like in two lines.Ā No metaphor.Ā And to resist metaphor is very difficult because you have to actually endure the thing itself ....ā I love doing the 10 observations for Marie Howe. There is preciousness in that. And Iād call it āun-precious poetry".
There was Footnote 2 as well which I forgot.
PTK: Marry fuck kill - Karl Marx, Kim Kardashian, Daddy Bezos (and tell us why)Ā
W: Actually, this was easier than I thought.Ā
Marry: Daddy Bezos. For the divorce settlement money.š„ļøš
Fuck: Kim Kardashian. Have you read her Vogue interview? That confidence as a 41 year old is just damn š„.
Kill: I guess staying true to my generational trauma, Iād have to say Karl Marx.
Until next week, babies š
Lovely!
Looking forward to that squatter. If the interview is anything to go on, it seems like a great fit. Loved the poem, too. Especially the idea of a poet laureate in every workplace. Brilliant.