Poetry from the Hill

Feed your soul with some experimental poetry inspired by my return to college hill. Maybe some of the best poetry you’ve ever read. Maybe not.

Erasure Eraser

Textbook

Library

Notebook

Pen

What are these words?

Do I use them?

Now?

Desperation or Broke

There is an unopened tampon

On the ground by the green

I have

run out

of tampons

I walk away

So close

 

Banner

Figure out your life!

Figure out your hopes and dreams!

Decide on concentrations

Calm your mother

through the screams

Banner oh the stress

stress stress

You are a cruel

cruel mistress

 

Banner pt. 2: A BannerWeb Miracle

1 of 20 seats

Available

I want you now

You are mine

Did someone say

fate? Yes

That was me

I said it

 

Blame

Pepto Bismol

On sale for a steal

Physics 0030

This one’s on you

 

Sick

This phlegm is ridiculous

Woman next to me stands

and leaves

I stifle a sniffle

She nose

 

Full & Unsatisfied

Where has all the kettle corn gone?

You ate some too,

right?

Cool.

I do not stress eat.

 

Late Night Delight 

No,

no,

no,

no!

I need mozzarella sticks

to grow!

Don’t close too soon

I’ll come to you

I’ve missed you

Good friend

Jo

 

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