To me poetry is not able to be defined nor constrained. Any effort given in honesty is poetry, even if its intrinsic worth is questionable, due to the act of trying to create. Poetry, it has been said, is the distillation of human language, a concentration of emotion and meaning layered in artistic form.   … Continue reading Poetry

Poem by Georgia Park

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Jello Mold

You suspend us in jello
with your hands up making gestures
in the moment before
I thought they’d reach out to me
and they haven’t-
I am still listening
and everything tastes like
cool and pleasing on all of my skin
but sometimes you give me the side eye
in this moment
you jiggle your arm
and the boobs tattoo with it
because you know it makes me
and the whole setting shifts,
you brush against me
before you straighten up again
and fill the landslid opening
with whipped cream
resuming your stance
I can taste
this happening


Poet Georgia Park is a contributing editor of Sudden Denouement, founder and editor-in-chief of Whisper and the Roar, and author of Quit Your Job and Become a Poet (Out of Spite). She has been published in several literary magazines and presses, most recently, Pen and Anvil…

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