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LAGOMORPH

strong legs made for? keeping the fantasy silent

before we met someone showed me you in a picture

they said you were coming imminently

imminently like a rabbit in a field i fled

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I took it as a sign, the dreams came first -

A black bunny at my door

One week later,

The first rabbit I had seen in years,

A small shadow with tall ears sat waiting

In the driveway when I got home

And he was there every day

Until Winter came and I lost him

If the universe was trying to tell me something,

I never understood

But if it was strictly coincidence

Then I refuse to believe it

@nosebleedclub April 18th - Lagomorph

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there wasn't much i could do. for my wrist, piano, if only i knew how to play. instead, archery, which i was decent at but better when the paper silhouette of a person was hung on the target. for my hip, long weeks of nothing, then finally—

the pool, and the first time i'd supported my own weight in over two months, careful steps where the water tickled my ribs. floating, too; a few precious seconds of weightlessness that i could almost imagine were free of pain before one side would dip down—an arrow aimed at the head, piercing paper throats instead.

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Poetry Month Prompts

1. as good as you'll get 2. girl names 3. lacrosse 4. swan 5. house with a name 6. one year after the accident 7. profiteroles 8. potholes 9. vivisection 10. adult revenge 11. "safe" place 12. road sign 13. glam 14. oyster mushroom 15. mother's footsteps 16. what life was like 17. almond milk 18. lagomorph 19. physical therapy 20. birthday flowers 21. book of miracles 22. ferment 23. brick 24. routine 25. days spent waiting 26. infirmary 27. hallucinogen 28. supper club 29. deviant 30. age

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ALMOND MILK

your mild allergy came to mind this warm morning. i broke down in tears.

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Poetry Month Prompts

1. as good as you'll get 2. girl names 3. lacrosse 4. swan 5. house with a name 6. one year after the accident 7. profiteroles 8. potholes 9. vivisection 10. adult revenge 11. "safe" place 12. road sign 13. glam 14. oyster mushroom 15. mother's footsteps 16. what life was like 17. almond milk 18. lagomorph 19. physical therapy 20. birthday flowers 21. book of miracles 22. ferment 23. brick 24. routine 25. days spent waiting 26. infirmary 27. hallucinogen 28. supper club 29. deviant 30. age

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Throughout the lockdowns,

In the midst of the pandemic,

I found myself responsible for my grandmother.

Entirely stubborn and severely diabetic,

Milk was off the table.

But I was given no instruction.

And I have always preferred soy to almond,

Damn what anyone has to say about that,

So when I was told to grab her milk,

When she told me she didn't enjoy the type

My aunt had bought, I grabbed her soy.

And she was obsessed with it -

Finally, a milk she could drink, I milk she liked.

No one told me, medically, she was to avoid soy.

So when my aunt came over,

Empty cartons all over,

Washed and saved for recycling day,

We had to break it to her carefully

That she had to go back to drinking

Almond.

@nosebleedclub April 17th - Almond Milk

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Almond Milk

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Sometimes I don't know what's actually me.

I'm sure that's confusing,

So hear me out, if you have the time.

I believe we are made of wires

And memories.

Pathways to which we learn lessons.

For example,

If you speak too loudly and are shushed,

The wire bends within you.

You learn to speak softer.

I'm not sure, I suppose,

If I really like almond milk,

Or if you taught me that there were good foods

And that there were bad.

I'm not sure if blending almonds with water really does taste better,

Or if the wire within me tangled into a ball

To fill my stomach instead.

I trusted you to teach me young,

Yet I have memories of us,

Counting every damn almond in the house.

Strange how I have no memories of us

Actually eating one.

x

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..@nosebleedclub April 17th- Almond Milk

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I remember when I started high school. Thirteen years old, we had moved a town over. None of the faces around me were recognizable.

And then my mother left sometime in September.

Administration did a survey, mandatory depression screening of every student.

And while I'm certain everyone around me lied as they answered questions you would expect, I was deathly afraid of myself.

I had been for some time.

And I found myself in a daze as I filled out the form with full honesty.

The next morning, not more than 30 minutes passed first bell, I was called to see the counselor.

Maybe the only one at all.

I had tried to describe to her how it felt, how life in retrospect was black in white.

The color drained from my memories.

And she found it very interesting.

But something about her presence, ever since that open-hearted interaction, I noticed that as I look back, not that things were any easier or better, but the color returned to my thoughts.

And remained.

Three years of my life are stuck in limbo, in monochrome.

That's just how life was back then.

But these days I see with a full spectrum.

@nosebleedclub April 16th - What Life Was Like

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WHAT LIFE WAS LIKE

"a purer time" yet, like a cracked egg, unfixable

remember us skating in the streets with you holding my hand saying you could throw me off balance anytime you wanted?

one mighty jerk could end things or make something else begin

back then no one had words for this one just lived with it flashing a precarious smile

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Poetry Month Prompts

1. as good as you'll get 2. girl names 3. lacrosse 4. swan 5. house with a name 6. one year after the accident 7. profiteroles 8. potholes 9. vivisection 10. adult revenge 11. "safe" place 12. road sign 13. glam 14. oyster mushroom 15. mother's footsteps 16. what life was like 17. almond milk 18. lagomorph 19. physical therapy 20. birthday flowers 21. book of miracles 22. ferment 23. brick 24. routine 25. days spent waiting 26. infirmary 27. hallucinogen 28. supper club 29. deviant 30. age

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What would be the opening song of your story if it were to be made into a movie? What would be the closing/end credits song?

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MOTHER'S FOOTSTEPS

like her i can break my soul and inhabit different spaces

certain stretches of road, particular convenience stores can make you think of me

a house? definitely

and you won't drive past that tree-lined street again

my mother has taught me how to haunt before i've even died isn't it funny

going through your phone and feeling a sense of loss

you loved that coffee shop

i grew up in that house

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3 am, it's a weekday, a school night,

But that never made a difference

My mother is stumbling through the door,

Her husband is hollering, top of his lungs,

That she would have the audacity

To speak when not spoken to, "out of turn"

He dumps her in the kitchen sink,

Bent over the counter,

Her hair is a mess around her face

He slams the bedroom door,

She is my responsibility now

I go to help her stand,

She sobs and gags and passes back out

It's a good thing she does nothing but drink

Vodka and coke, diet,

Or I wouldn't have been able to drag her

To the couch for the night

In the morning, later in the morning,

I hear my step-father slam the front door,

Off to work, my mother in vomit,

He just left her there

I'm getting the other kids up for school,

I hear my mother's soft, sad footsteps,

Finally heading upstairs

To sleep off the hangover

Until tonight when they will do it, again, all over

@nosebleedclub April 15th - Mother's Footsteps

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White-rot on birch,

Lilac-grey dust that smells oddly

Of almonds?

Peach pits..

Cherry seeds!

The breeze carries the spores

Now that Spring is here,

We forage amidst the decaying trees

We posthole in the snow,

Still deep under the shade

Of rippling greenery,

A canopy of fresh, lime green

Hoping for just one basket

Of oyster mushrooms, hiratake,

For the recipe my grandmother gave

@nosebleedclub April 14th - Oyster Mushroom

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Spring where you are -

Location: (can be a general region like “Midwest” or “city” or something)

What it’s like: (observations, ecology, who is out and about, quiet moments, hiding places, etc.)

How it makes you feel:

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A WIKIPEDIA / FOUND POEM WRITTEN TO @NOSEBLEEDCLUBS PROMPT DATED APRIL FIFTH TWENTY-TWENTY-FOUR A HOUSE WITH A NAME . WORKS WITH THE CHANGING HOUSE .