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by Abena Ntoso

Sometimes I need to be prompted and that’s what a poem does, Diane Seuss’s frank: sonnets give permission to exist as is, a floor model couch, take it or leave it, well if she can keep going so can I, periods be damned commas suit me just fine, in fact I like a simple writing space at home poem sanctuaries, next door is a funeral home someone & sons did the sons have a choice I’m not an actuarial expert but what are the odds, what are the random thoughts that make it to the page when all I thought I had was worry, keep the pen going don’t worry about punctuation cursive flow, menstruation motorcycles, wind whipping my hair is all up here, window of a third floor apartment sitting on the small brown couch eating deconstructed tacos in the living room.

March 23, 2024

The Literary Pilgrim blog features nonfiction creative writing on topics, themes, questions and ideas that I explore in my writing. My blog posts focus on exploring and examining topics or themes, providing information, and generating curiosity, questions, inquiry and interest. In each post, I explore questions such as: Why does this matter? What makes it interesting? How can I examine this in my life? How can I explore this in the world? How can we explore this in literature and writing? How can we explore this in art?