lin-manuel asks how do you write like you’re
running out of time and i guess i’m just saying i wasn’t aware that there were other ways to write
— Amy Saul-Zerby, from “SLAA is for lovers,” published in The Tiny
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@amysaulzerby
lin-manuel asks how do you write like you’re
running out of time and i guess i’m just saying i wasn’t aware that there were other ways to write
— Amy Saul-Zerby, from “SLAA is for lovers,” published in The Tiny
i thought if i said the right words in a certain order it would break a spell, but all it did was burn a bridge
— Amy Saul-Zerby, from “if you want to make it stop, then stop,” published in The Rumpus
what are the right words for this kind of aching this buzzing at the back of the throat?
— Amy Saul-Zerby, from “if you want to make it stop, then stop,” published in The Rumpus
LOVE USED TO BE
soft rain that fell when needed a song to come back to again & again possible possible possible
AMY SAUL-ZERBY
for anyone who may need to be reminded
we shouldn’t let poets lie to us, but we will.
Amy Saul-Zerby, go gentle if you want to, published in Peach Mag (via wildfairy)
Amy Saul-Zerby: Memories Become Clutter
memories become clutter
you tell me the light falls
in slats but i don’t see it any-
more. limbs slackened as
your hands around my
neck in the dark would have
in time. don’t tell me about
bravery, take my name
in vain, i am ready to let go
of specificity & the idea
that i know anything
a rose is a rose is a rose
and i don’t remember why
Amy Saul-Zerby is the author of Deep Camouflage (Civil Coping Mechanisms) and Paper Flowers Imaginary Birds (Be About It Press). Her poems have appeared in Painted Bride Quarterly, Spy Kids Review, Mad House, and Bedfellows Magazine. She is editor in chief of Voicemail Poems and a contributing writer at Fields Magazine and The Rumpus.
When nothing grows out of my fear but more fear I put on the kettle and think of the flowers who came before me I think of all the little saplings who grew right away and easily and with grace and I say, Fuck those little saplings! and it makes me feel better because I am less of a nice person than everyone thinks sometimes
Amy Saul-Zerby, “In the Valley of the Dolls,” published in Spy Kids Review (via bostonpoetryslam)
from my second collection, DEEP CAMOUFLAGE, which is out now via Civil Coping Mechanisms!
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v serious poem from my v serious poetry book bc life is short & there is no time for nonsense okay
AMY SAUL-ZERBY. (from “paper flowers imaginary birds”)
tell em, boy bye ✌️️
📷 by jamie mortara. words by me.
DAMN. (from Amy Saul-Zerby’s “Paper Flowers Imaginary Birds”)
Paper Flowers Imaginary Birds by Amy Saul-Zerby
Paper Flowers Imaginary Birds by Amy Saul-Zerby
With a sense of play and purpose, Amy Saul-Zerby’s “Paper Flowers Imaginary Birds” utilizes the implicit “you” of poetry to great effect. Relationships, the good and the bad, are explored in intricate detail. Pop culture references of Patrick Swayze and the details on fortune cookies serve an integral purpose in the high personal intricate poems that grace every page. Keenly realizing that…
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