Prose Poetry

A lot of the time, when I write a poem, I start out intending to do it in prose. I love prose poetry. But there’s just something about the particular kind of vulnerability I put into to poetry that makes it refuse

to stay
that way

When I write things down that are hard to say or express, it often comes out in

short bursts
of words

I can’t think the entire phrase at once
I can’t hold in all in my head
It is too big
too full
too much

And so I take it in small chunks
Because that’s
the only way
it filters
through my brain
at all

Some things just have to be said
and with

Even if what I produce actually is a paragraph, eventually. Like, if I’m writing a difficult email and not a poem at all,

this is
what it
feels like
in my head

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