by Veronica | May 8, 2021 | Questionable Poetry
Look buddy, I’ve been burned and so I’d rather we would take it slow. I’ve tried, myself, to skip ahead, push through the hesitation, dread, and lingering ghosts of other times. (I mustn’t let you serve for crimes of other men who came before. I’ve work to do I can’t...
by Veronica | Apr 23, 2021 | Questionable Poetry
I have a fever; I reserve the right to be a giant baby about it. Took a long nap; I’ll be up all night, my muscles sore, and feeling kinda shit. Made sure to stock my home with easy snacks Because I knew I wouldn’t want to cook. Immune system is learning the attacks...
by Veronica | Nov 27, 2020 | Questionable Poetry
Barbara, can you please unmute your mic? And start again because we didn’t hear. John you’re below your frame, please hike your chair up or tilt down your webcam here. Wait just a moment while I share my screen… oh shoot I need to hit “computer sound.” This clip will...
by Veronica | Nov 21, 2020 | Questionable Poetry
When I can’t sleep, fluttering awake from old and new worries, bad dreams, I try to count to a thousand by sevens. Just enough concentration to slow my heart to a gentle opening, closing, as on a flower in the sun, safe, and all alone. I try to count until the numbers...
by Veronica | Jul 29, 2020 | Questionable Poetry
*notes on this one. It is exactly 280 characters, not counting line breaks, the current character limit for a tweet. I spent a LOT of time digging around to see if I could style the text to look exactly like an embedded tweet, and finally gave up and just...
