/lit/ - Literature

>>17249325
Rupi Kaur

Don't you
Cry
Because he
Doesn't answer
Your message

Rupi Kaur
Poopie power
What a day: I crapped for hours
Greasy curry; tummy sour
Burning bum, my poor scorched flower

Rupi poopie?
Wipe my booty
Use your poems— their highest duty.
Get in deep and smell my tooties
Fresh for you, my poo-skinned beauty

Now I’m sleepy
No need to pee pee
Tuck me in, oh Rupi, sweetie
Get back to work, write something sweetly
My tummy gurgles, and we’re out of TP

>masterful control of meter
>uses enjambment in innovative ways, the likes of which have NEVER been seen in the English language
>has a control of dicton that could rival Shakespeare, Nabokov, and Melville combined
>is beautiful
>empowers women
>wealthy bestseller
>makes incels on /lit/ seethe with envy
yeah.... im pretty sure shes based

>>12131628
2/5
The sun has set now. Our sole source of illumination are the distant lights of the few open stores in the cool night the small town in the Midwest that I forgot to mention is where this takes place. After she props her head back up, I decide to change the flow of conversation. Literature to cinema. The questions continue, but this time in a more intimate tone, as we rest with our bodies against each other, warm with the anxiety and euphoria of love to be. She seems to be a novice on the topic, but is eager to impress me, inconfidently uttering the names of the few directors she has committed to memory. I reassure her, maintaining a subtle authority in the flow of our discussion. I mention a Spanish film, an avante garde piece that in all honesty I had never seen, but decided it would be a decent hook to set to escalate the evening in the manner we obviouly both preferred. She noticed the obvious line, and asked if I lived nearby. I had mentioned I had a studio in the area, she knew this, and sensing her somewhat obvious intentions I poitively confirmed her inquiry. I added that I had a computer, and if she wanted to get warm and did not mind enduring a later night, we could watch the film together there. She said it would be wonderful. We silently walk to my apartment, hand in hand.