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Sorry to everyone who loves me
by Selena Cotte

which is silly because i believe there are none of u
 
        [thesis, transition]
a poem can be like an argument
so of course i want everything to be a poem
 
some days i pass thru like a haze
        [EASE INTO THE VOLTA]
 
look at that, i made myself upset again
i get off on making myself sad
i mean, aren’t they always saying
do what feels right
 
the voices in my head have stopped speaking any known language
because you know, the only thing that matters
is attitude
 
every sentence
written or thought
relies on tense
 
i am bad at attitude
 
the closer i think i get
the further away i get
 
something about the self
not able to comprehend it-
self
 
it just gets stuck
on all the same words
when it bothers to form
them from meaning

Selena Cotte is a poet and shapeshifter living in Chicago by way of Orlando. Her writing is published or forthcoming in Hobart, Honey Literary, Maudlin House & other journals. She can be found online @selenacotte, wherever you think that may work.
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