Bonus Cut Poetry: A Poem By Abby Conklin

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This is the fourth installment of Bonus Cut Poetry, a new series that features original poems by Bonus Cut staff, artists and YOU! In this series, our mission is to bring people together in poetry, share stories and display wonderful artistic pieces. If you would like to have your poems in the next Bonus Cut Poetry installment, just email us at bonuscut@gmail.com

Our fourth installment features guest writer Abby Conklin.

Up Late, Listening to the Cranberries 
By: Abby Conklin 

A red-stained tangle
of bad ideas.  The sound
pulling you under.
Smooth toxic thrum.
An unfurling like fog,
snagging on fruit trees.
You are lost fast
in this Massachusetts bog,
the sour floods stringing
your bones with echoes-

It’s all in your head

come the ragged, Irish voices

It’s all in your head
in your head
in your-

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