Each day from January 7 to January 20, Rumpus Original Poems will feature poetry written in response to the coming presidential inauguration. Today's poem is from Leila Chatti.
Official inaugural poems are a strange beast. There have only been five of them and the one we recognize as the first, Robert Frost’s “The Gift Outright,” wasn’t composed for…
Not in your echoing womb, to scream at you across your fields to wake up, not part of your denial that Earth is burning, dehydrated, suffocating on itself— I stood…
Confessional Poem I fucked your husband and I don’t feel __bad enough for the bourgeoisie. My sexuality roughly translating into teenage vampire, __my blood a pop song programmed to some…