poetry

Girls

GIRLS
splashy micro-hothouses
no humdrum engagements
styled heads
wild-card zing
inspired
offbeat
decorated
attentions jostling
More
is more
is more
is sex and pain
is tears and blood
and then
the bomb effect
the essential details
the newfound frankness:
“there will be more stories.”


This is an erasure poem made from words found on pages 63 and 99 of Vogue (May 2018, British edition)

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Erasure

Erasure 2013

Did you remember
the peach I gave you
in the morning
before I went to work?
Did you remember
when you lifted me up
and spun me around
in your tiny flat?
Quite possibly not.
And now you can’t
because you’re dead.
Never is the longest time.

image © Ashley Lily Scarlett 2013
text © Ashley Lily Scarlett 2016

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