Mall Memoirs
This is a poem from public dialogue.
I’ve been
In a canning frenzy.
We cant just live off yogurt,
‘cuz that’s got a date.
That just doesn’t work.
We came from there.
Oh yeah this way!
Which way
Do we go?
That doesn’t have a map!
We didn’t come in this way,
… or no?
Grant,
You need to get back
In your chair now, please.
Stay there please.
Okay get up now.
Hi lady’s welcome!
Come in and join the party!
They’re all so pretty!
You should
Have gone up to her.
Oh, that wasn’t a spirit…
Ooh a giant skull!
The only reason
I have self-control
Is because I’m poor!
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Mary Benson
I'm an aspiring short story writer, looking to see if I'm any good.
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