A big bad block, but there’s always a poem

When I’m feeling particularly useless, I type random words into my Gmail search and read the regurgitated chat archives. It was April 10, 2006 and Sg33k had sent that very first email. I bounced this off of a friend and said, “He seems literate” (ya, Miss-fucking-pretentious was I). That throw-away line was a little piece of flint, and while it’s not going to burn down the house, at least it gave off a bit of smoke today.

He seems literate

Famous first words.
Before clever funny words
And what are we words
And I think this is going somewhere words
And when are you going to words
And then I Do words
Into pet words
And silly words
No words
Never angry words
Just grateful words
Just I am so fucking lucky words
Thank God words
And when I have no words
He brings words
To write this story.

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saaleha

I am a writer and photographer (look up my work on www.shootcake.com) based in Johannesburg, South Africa. I have an MA in Creative Writing from the university currently known as Rhodes. My writing accolades include winning the 2014 Writivism Short Story Prize and the 2020 Ingrid Jonker Poetry Prize for my debut collection, Zikr.

6 thoughts on “A big bad block, but there’s always a poem”

  1. Aah 🙂 I found something interesting the other day by chance.http://www.headspark.co.za
    They send you little emails every day reminding you TO WRITE and they help by giving topics!

    “Just grateful words

    Just “I am so fucking lucky” words”

    I love that… 🙂

  2. lol…

    i still have to reach into the muck for them.. thanks anyway, saals..
    i take solace in that its not all eternal gloom… the blogosphere b filled with inspired writers like u lot…

    as for me, i hear there’s always adoption…. 😛

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