Original Poem: This Poem Is Broken

This Poem Is Broken

by Rachel Marie Talan

Head tilted with the

slant of writing —

I craft “To Do” lists that

never get “To Done.”

I write letters to no one,

ink screaming out of the pen,

only to forget my signature.

All my poems are half-written,

as though the ends have just

broken off and been lost.

And I swear I’ll find the glue

to fix them someday.

Even this poem is broken:

it’s missing a corner,

right here, at the

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Many of my poems end up self-depricating. Should I be concerned about this?