|| Poetry by Rebecca Platter ||


They say write a poem so that people can find meaning in you,
But what they don’t say is that it takes more than bran to
make people give a shit to the toilet where the mouth diarrhea spews.
I’m young, stupid but worried about all the some things’ that could happen
while I sit and do nothing because I am weak and want the world to tweak itself
in accordance with me.

Typical, how typical.

Then I wonder why I wake up dehydrated when I spent too
much money on lousy drinks at a place where the music is too loud to talk,
so people just get drunk and go outside to smoke,
while all the bums walk around broke
and cold and I go home


Rebecca Platter is a University of Washington graduate who is currently working with a collaborative partner writing a movie. She loves coffee and sleeping.