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Thursday, January 28, 2016

Their Own Rules

A Poem


                                 It took me a second to realize

I want to be someone who has her fingerprints all over.

I’m going to build an empire; it’s a pretty lofty goal,

a weird attempt at rebellion.

 

I want to be someone who has her fingerprints all over—

         really rude and feverish,

                 a weird attempt at rebellion.

                            (of course, there’s no reason.)

 

Really rude and feverish,

stand at the back and watch.

             of course, there’s no reason

             the ideas inside my own brain were better.

 

stand at the back and watch:

I’m going to build an empire;

                             it’s a pretty lofty goal

the ideas inside my own brain were better

(It took me a second to realize.)

 

This is a found poem. Source material: “Music’s It Girls!: Charlie XCX” by Carissa Rosenberg Tozzi. Seventeen, December 2014/January 2015, pages 88-91.

 


  • E. Kristin Anderson is a Pushcart-nominated poet and author who grew up in Westbrook, Maine, and is a graduate of Connecticut College.