Tunnel of a Fat Woman
In my tunnel of a fat woman I only hear songs Do u really want to hurt me Do u really want to make me cry To be thin as a bird No extra fat, one can fly I would die 4u Only if u want me 2 Farther than Read more
Author: Elisabeth Horan
Elisabeth Horan is a poet mother student lover of kind people and animals, homesteading in Vermont with her tolerant partner and two young sons. She writes to survive and survives to write - We are all battling something. Let's support each other.
Elisabeth enjoys riding horses and caring for her cats, chickens, goats and children (not necessarily in that order). She teaches at River Valley Community College in New Hampshire.
Not 1937 but 1972
For Olds… for Bruck We aren’t shaped things like our moms’ hairdos So round so golden so smooth like this guy’s ego He says better not have that cheeseburger better not have that chocolate malted — And your thighs chafe like hers… so what — so, skinny is Holocaust rated. Read more
glass ceiling
i’ve never been close to knowing how high the roof might be, before it could take my head off, until it will scalp me tomorrow evening shrunken heads go on and on laughing — can’t stop ‘em for Christ’s sake i’m obliterate here people! rolling through puke — wet linoleum, Read more
Weapons of War
I wonder about fistulas and how a pocket of flesh is made from violence / how a coin purse of feces and urine and discharge holds the effluence of rape / who holds the run-off of soldier’s semen’s war-crimes / who holds girls’ hands’ tremors when the fingernails are gone Read more
Alcoholic Betty
Alcoholic secretary smokes a pack a day. Hides in her car at lunch puffing shame fags alone – Hangover Betty – she is a sorry case. Too bad to deserve a pregnancy – God recognizes this type – this type with veined and reddened face. Pathetic fat Betty; at thirty Read more
Dusk falls in the night with no end
Hours slip by ticking Out cells of my eyes One laborious, one Yogurt, wet, heavy Slides thick like thighs Waitout the drumlike Dance of blood upon The water plane, a Would be quenching If it weren’t for the fact Of saturation—one cannot Force a toilet filled red Any more wet Read more
Some Fellas Love
Some fellas love a gal a good old fashioned gal a pitter patter nice to meet you pin up doll pin down plastic eyed baby bitch ass wipe butt kiss mother in law type of shoe lick. You like em like that Ted you like em to be good to Read more
Podium Hopes
Para mutual relay race Often ends on twisted ankles Mississippi River finish Photo op, fine way to end this – Sore loser, I am, always Have been, since about the age of ten ~ Used a donkey running partner – Used a tactic seen by many Of sprinting naked To Read more