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So Long, London
Once you were a daydream just out of reach— exciting, but familiar enough to be comfortable an idyllic wonderland only we know about But...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 23, 20241 min read


Soothing Star
I’m not sure I’ve seen a shooting star And what we have is what I would have wished But instead of the quick and fleeting Blink and then...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 22, 20241 min read


Down Bad
the lines I had to draw made a pentacle I cursed your name you called me a witch I was down bad as I had prophesied but not as down as...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 22, 20241 min read


My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
You're a doll, darling, and you are too Pretty painted faces, those long Barbie legs Perfect blonde hair, pageant queen smiles Has he...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 21, 20241 min read


Purging
I replied to my mother: to tell a fat person that she is fat is to tell her I think you are too stupid to realize what you look like so I...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 20, 20241 min read


The Tortured Poets Department
Tortured Poets Department, how can you help me? Press one for English, two for pained brooding For quality assurance purposes you will be...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 20, 20241 min read


Fortnight
I'll be back in town in two weeks' time To pick up the things I left in your flat My grey sweater, cat lamp, and pride Volume I used to...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 19, 20241 min read


I am still
Your daughter, with your thin eyebrows, round face, and anxiety You always said that we were alike, that I was your clone Everywhere I...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 18, 20241 min read


The Un-American Y
I so hate the letter y ugly like someone’s ass such a yucky letter and it is also very un-American. Yin and Yang are un-American the...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 13, 20241 min read
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[announcement] the tortured poets department
I am a Swiftie. I am also a poet. So when Taylor Swift announced her next album, The Tortured Poets Department, a bit after I started...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 13, 20241 min read


Honesty
Honesty without kindness is cruelty Your truth may have set you free But it caught and imprisoned me It tortured me then, haunts me now...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 13, 20241 min read


In the Notes App
They live, my thoughts of you You will never learn of them Because they’re messy  & embarrassing but I had to tell someone make a note...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 13, 20241 min read


No
No I will not tell you what that poem was about I cannot deprive the many college students, two hundred years from now, the opportunity...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 13, 20241 min read


In the Next Years
On New Year’s we clink glasses, the dozing kids’ Martinellis flat in theirs Hold out on their ages until they each finish a bowl of...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 6, 20241 min read


Jelly BeansÂ
We may have been sharper I was starting to get abs, you’d noticed But our shared time was too delicious Made us softer, squishier Gave us...
Elizabeth Cotton
Feb 1, 20241 min read


Uncertain Spring
It was an uncertain Spring And in just two weeks we went from Bits of pixel and soundbytes To walking hand in hand toward the beach, To a...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 31, 20241 min read


Rituals
I open the door easily because you remembered to unlock it It is dark as I take off my shoes and call out, yoo-hoo? You reply from the...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 30, 20241 min read


Tell us about 2020
It was something like March 129th When I was in my late twenties And working even later nights All the conversations were about This new...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 28, 20241 min read


fish
there are plenty of fish in the sea but you did catch me so why would you let me go
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 27, 20241 min read


the church
she is broken the same way as the church. the cracks, the rotten core they do not matter because those who leave won’t see them anymore...
Elizabeth Cotton
Jan 27, 20241 min read
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