These are poems inspired by Atlas Obscura articles and listening to a randomly selected music genre.

Poetica Obscura: Mississippi Petrified Forest Poem

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. I thought we would cut down a Christmas tree but instead we started a rock collection. It was the wrong time of year. By which I mean I had not yet fast forwarded to however many years it would take for you to turn to stone. Not cold. Not unfeeling.

The Trek to Bid Farewell to an Icelandic Glacier: Poem Inspired by Atlas Obscura

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. Please share and/ or click the “clap” button at the bottom if you enjoyed this. The Trek to Bid Farewell to an Icelandic Glacier reggae Dear Future: At some time, you will not be covered in so much ice that it will deform you. I think we want to believe tha

The Apollo Astronauts Signed Memorabilia in Quarantine: Poem Inspired by Atlas Obscura

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. Please share and/ or click the “clap” button at the bottom if you enjoyed this. The Apollo Astronauts Signed Memorabilia in Quarantine — as Life Insurance “old timey classical (Bach)” Read my name. It’s carved on the only monument on the moon. It means I

One of Hawaiʻi’s Rarest Bogs Just Got a 16-Year Makeover : Poem Inspired by Atlas Obscura

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. Please share and/ or click the “clap” button at the bottom if you enjoyed this. One of Hawaiʻi’s Rarest Bogs Just Got a 16-Year Makeover I’m wearing the blue ghost perfume tonight, I’m invincible in the strobe lights, I’m invincible with my black light hand s

The True Glory of Woodstock Is That They Managed to Clean Up So Well: Poem Inspired by Atlas…

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. Please share and/ or click the “clap” button at the bottom if you enjoyed this. The True Glory of Woodstock Is That They Managed to Clean Up So Well Motown we bury, we bury a spark of beauty an organism a voice cast out we bury fire pits, tire swin

Come for the Controlled Flooding : Poem Inspired by Atlas Obscura

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. Please share and/ or click the “clap” button at the bottom if you enjoyed this. Come for the Controlled Flooding 90’s alt rock Step right up and see water diverted : this is how PT Barnum may have pitched Jesus, had PT Barnum been a humble man. I can’t e

Poetica Obscura: Ibis Mummies and Barbershop Quartet Poem

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. Please share and/ or click the “clap” button at the bottom if you enjoyed this. Ancient Egypt’s Ibis Mummies Were Probably Not Raised in Giant Sacred Ranches We’re gonna give you a medley of all these birdie throats we’re gonna take you back to the good

Poetica Obscura: The Gobi Desert’s Chili Peppers / K-Pop

These poems are from a series inspired by reading Atlas Obscura stories while listening to a music genre randomly selected from my list. The poems were written immediately after reading, still while listening to the randomly chosen music. Please share and/ or click the “clap” button at the bottom if you enjoyed this. The Gobi Desert Is a Red Sea of Chili Peppers k-pop I think of you my mind goes red and the desert smells like you. I’m not a skank, I’m not a ho, I’m a hot girl in hot sun
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