I got bad bangs
smoked a spliff outside the hairdresser
sometimes, all my thoughts dissipate
the ritalin is dust on the carpet
sometimes I want to do a big scream
where nobody can hear me
but everyone can hear me
except when I wish they were listening
might as well keep my mouth shut
let the silence be a whirlpool
everything is a little imperfect
all poets are a little non-verbal.
Devon Webb (she/her) is a writer & editor based in Aotearoa New Zealand. Her award-winning work has been published extensively worldwide & revolves around themes of femininity, vulnerability, anti-capitalism & neurodivergence. She is an editor for Erato Magazine, Pulp Lit Mag & Prismatica Press, & a founding member of The Circus (@circuslit), a collective prioritising radical inclusivity within the indie lit scene. She can be found on social media at @devonwebbnz.
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