Vulgar Work of Fiction

Like a butterfly emerging
From a cocoon
I awoke and floated
From my room
Feet above the ground
On my thirteenth zoom
Around the sun
A flower set to bloom
Being a teenager is fun
According to the mirror in my bathroom
I look good and that feeling I get
Carries me to the classroom
Where there’s always a place for me…
Yeah, that didn’t happen
And I felt a bit nauseous
Even just stringing the words together
This poem is a story that isn’t true
And I’ve somehow offended myself

The prompt is “a story that isn’t true” from Maria Giesbrecht @theguelphpoet on Instagram. April 26, National Poetry Month 2022.


Author: LearaWrites

I am a stay-at-home mama, a voice actor, an artist, a photographer, and a writer. I love animals and the ocean. I have an AA in Fine Arts and a BA in Psychology. I am an observer, a storyteller, a dreamer.

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