Inner villanelle of a father-to-be without his Xanax
Father-to-be, you are not a villain.
Hell, black bile does not blackball from mating.
But you know, they’ll be your children. »
During my late 20’s, I stopped writing. I was a college grad, married, moving into my first home and I felt like I should focus on being a “grown-up” which, for some reason, didn’t seem to involve me writing poems anymore or reading comics.
As my 30’s loomed, I wasn’t hearing the sound of a biological clock because I had already decided not to have children, but I was listening to a “what is my life all about” constantly tocking. I found myself taking quizzes out of self-help books that were supposed to tell me what I wanted to do when I grew up even though I already had a full-time, white-collar, career based job.
What was missing?. »
What do you think? Who will be the Millennial generation’s (or, as we like to call it, The Splinter Generation’s) Kurt Cobain? Will there be more than one? Put musical, artistic, and literary nominations — especially artists we haven’t yet heard of — in the comments section. We’ll contact our favorites for. »