When in doubt

Try saying "starch stark" five times.

Author

Nora Smith
April 05, 2024

FRIDAYYY!

I’m writing this shorty early in the day because as you’re receiving it I’m dancing at the Pink Pony Club (Chappell Roan concert).

Today’s prompt asked for a poem much like The Blessing of the Old Woman, the Tulip, and the Dog by Alicia Ostriker. I ignored the call for “very different” objects and instead went with a trio of old friends, each with deeply rooted insecurities.

The doubt of the pillow, the blanket and the sheet

The pillow doubts
its coolness
burns up at
the thought
of being near
you.

The blanket doubts
its mass
weighed down
by quandary
of your silent
dreams.

The sheet doubts
its softness
starch stark
and twisted
around your
body.

See you under the lights soon. 🪩

Nora