Writing

Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.

Résumé by Dorothy Parker

BOOKS ON SHELF LIST:
Forced Entries, The Basketball Diaries, and
Fear of Dreaming by Jim Carroll; Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson; Complete Poems, Dorothy Parker;
Broken Wings by Kahlil Gibran; Paradise Lost and Paradise Regained by John Milton; Plutonian Ode: Poems 1977-1980 by Allen Ginsberg

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"Product of Loneliness"

Hint: Count the syllables in this poem.

I
Search my
Life for you,
To find your being
In myself,
To love
You.

You
Lived bound
By your fear,
Left in solitude,
Scared to find
A new
You.

We
Found each
Other as
Complements to our
Own lackings,
You, me —
We.

Copyright Tatiana Harrison 2005, written 2004