Hey y’all, it’s Winnie 🍯 I’ve infiltrated PTK for the month 🤫 My response to Larissa’s poem from last week is a walk-about poem, where I take a walk and I bring my notebook out for a spin. I take notes on top of cigarette burnt bollards, on bridge railings, or leaning against walls or cars. When it’s not too windy I like to go to a dog run at Tempelhof Field and write there too. This one here was written on Oberbaumbrücke. If you haven’t figured out yet, I live in Berlin and I never want to leave 🌯

warschauer straße on saturday night

thinking of you. you must 
be out too. an old man enjoying 
a chimney cake by himself. it’s a 
bread roll with ice cream 
in it and sprinkles. girls shining 
in their halter
necks. hungry eyes at the bus 
stop wanting to escape 
the cold. the moon so 
low and large and clear people are stopping
to take photos. can’t really capture it 
with a phone camera but i like 
that they are trying. i try too. my non-friends 
walk past. “does it say 
how many minutes?” fast forward 
the present. beggars asking for 
an apology. 

Your prompt this week is to walk around where you live and take pen-and-paper notes. Optional: think of someone. Bonus: If you own a Nintendo Switch, let me know which game you’re playing in the comments - I’m obsessed with Fire Emblem Three Houses rn.

xoxo

Winnie