bc this poem is too freaking relatable. I’m suddenly weighed down by the fact that these exams are a little more than 1/3rd my predicted grade (!!) I know that all’s been quiet on Queertastic, because I’ve been writing for BayArt quite a bit. Wanna get involved as a poet? Check out how to here. Bye for now 🙂
it’s my fifth cup of coffee
it’s my second desperate try at clinching this knowledge
because to know is to achieve
and I want the sweet relief of not being a failure
it’s about highlighting
and being efficient
but honestly being a human is standing between me and “success”
Ah, exam time.
A necessary evil we must survive.