welcome to ghost town by Gretchen Gomez
Can be found here: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07GX8Y5V3/ref=ppx_yo_dt_b_d_asin_title_o00?ie=UTF8&psc=1
Read this while stressing about NaNoWriMo (tomorrow!)
(Or, well, it’ll be tomorrow when this is posted. I’m writing this on Sunday, 10/27)
Quoting her bio:
“Gretchen Gomez is a Puerto Rican poet from The Bronx.”
So, sweet
The authors note ends with
“spoiler alert: there is no healing and hope in the pages to come”
I love poets.
People complain about “prosey” poems, poems that are full sentences with line breaks, because they (the people) say they (the poems) should be regular prose, not broken up to be poetry, and tbh that’s not a good opinion
A phrase written like this is different than a
Phrase. Written. Like. This. Is. Different. Than.
A phrase
written
like
this
is
different
too.
And sometimes
feelings
can’t
be
expressed
through paragraphs.
I get people saying that poetry should be about sound and word craft, but that’s not what Poetry should be, that’s “the poetry that I like is like this”
Anyway.
I like “they were conspiring against you”, read that one
Everyone is an archetype here
Confession: I didn’t finish this book
Partly because this book is 184 pages and I have an attention span of 65 at most
Partly because reading this book in particular was frustrating
I don’t know why people have sex tbh
I don’t know why people date tbh
I don’t know why people fall in love tbh
Happy Halloween





