by Andrea Blythe
I’m a manuscript, skin like blank pages,
my life covered in footnotes, synopsis, outlines,
aspirations crossed out —no sense on the pages,
just a seedy paperback, a junked novel, a dead diary.
I recall and don’t recall ever writing anything, not
the first entry and not the last letter.
Source: King, Stephen, The Plant, Philtrum Press, p. 64-65.
Andrea Blythe bides her time waiting for the apocalypse by writing speculative poetry and fiction. She is the author of Your Molten Heart / A Seed to Hatch (2018) a collection of erasure poems, and coauthor of Every Girl Becomes the Wolf (Finishing Line Press, 2018), a collaborative chapbook written with Laura Madeline Wiseman. She serves as an associate editor for Zoetic Press and is a member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Poetry Association. Learn more at: www.andreablythe.com.