Three Poems
by Ana Carrete
Rationalizing my feels
You cloak the negative
associate the isolated
quantify the invisible
lock the lamentation
and practice the rituals
when can we stop suffering?
let’s inspect the supernatural
quaking in this communal fever
summon yourself
constantly
The comfort i take
is tickling damp sand that chokes me
or a fist full of scratched cookies
so snickerdoodle me this one tonight
or better yet ~ahorita~
because i am alone
and it is unbelievable
how quickly i reclaimed
these potato chips
Outfit of the stop it now
Self-deprecation and sabotage
are the pretty ribbons i tied my braids with
even when everyday i want it down and wild
roomy and cozily unattached
i only feel comfortable
in this high ponytail
today
Ana Carrete is the author of Baby Babe, make-believe love-making, Sadmess, why-fi, and naíf y kawaii. All of her social media accounts are private. You can lurk her on the internet.
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