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SoSoCalKal And other assorted poetry. By Kalli Valavani
Art by Victoria Geis
MOOD studying for seven minutes is followed by hours of aimlessly browsing the internet remembering the words of my therapist does not help, I only feel ashamed seven minutes, eight minutes, nine minutes, ten I put it aside and I pick up a pen I write this and beg the muses to guide me but the muses must tell me the answer’s inside me so, what do I do? I don’t know how to access “inside” I light up a blunt and think, “I’ll be alright.”.
Untitled my soul is not from this earth that’s why my every day seems crazy but don’t mistake my introvert ways for being lazy
SoSoCalKal Like the palm tree, I am foreign to this land I look pretty and tall just to mask my alienation And you fall for it, you make me part of your fantasy In your mind you create me so that you don’t have to take me as I am The sun shines a lot in this place, but you and your friends still act shady Like my sunglasses, that help me ignore the gaze and make it through the day You’re no good for me, like the fast food that I’m consuming here And you take up so much space, and this is not even your land
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