Tag: Poetry

Interrobang Poem Cognitive dissonanceWith a twist?And a spike!Or is it a dagger?! Twisting around in the folds of my brainThe spike is vodka, or is it tequila…Clarity.Dissonant clarity.Dagger twists and opens the foldsThat I have fought so hard to keep shuttered. Victorian shuttersKeep the madwoman in the attic.They fly open from time to timeFlames and…