Using form: Basic Me: Nicole Caruso Garcia, 'Po-Biz Ars Poetica'
Form is a slippery seed to be grasped. Free verse is form with its bra hook unclasped. Blocked is me chewing my fanciest pens. Pun is a test of my spouse and my friends. Drunk is the poet who’s making a pass. Prize is a unicorn chased by an ass. Tome is Uranus-sized ego unbound. Deep is the grave of my darlings I’ve drowned. Rhyme is the hill where I’m willing to die. Meh is the mic hog who…
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