Yesterday, I stumbled upon an invitation to create my own blackout poems. The Hollywood branch of Multnomah County Library offered patrons pages of old books and the use of a permanent marker to redact words of our choice and highlight the messages we find within.
Here, I was thinking about the myth of infallibility and the notion that even the best of intentions can serve to drive a wedge between people.
he could do no wrong.
He exposed himself
on the great cross
was troubled to find the distance
Got a crappy book you'd like to tear apart? How about your favorite book that's already in shreds which you can immortalize in verse? If you put your scissors and markers to good use, share the results with me here!