As part of a writing exercise, we had to brainstorm some first lines of poems, and then we had to share the most interesting one and tell why we selected that one to share. Once we had our say, others could say where they would go with that first line, and then we had to give the first line to one of the others to write the poem. I was first to give, but I ended up getting the last person's poem, and not for lack of trying either. So here's the first line of my poem:
- You with the teeth that balloon like porcelain scrotums--this poetry is not for you
I should probably get to work on one of those poems now, but first, I need to do some work-ish type things. Later.