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Today, I challenge you to write a poem in terza rima.

I saw a lot of my Facebook friends taking a Buzzfeed quiz so I decided to take it as well, and write a poem about the results.


I took a Buzzfeed quiz today,
mostly out of spite,
and I anticipated a feeling of dismay.

The fact that I even took this quiz didn’t feel quite right–
“How Privileged Are You?” asked the list,
a questioning suggesting that the quiz maker felt a bit contrite.

The quiz acknowledged the notions and privileges most people don’t realize exist,
and much to my surprise,
my sexuality, class, and gender began to persist

“YOU’RE NOT PRIVILEGED” was the answer, right before my eyes.

Note: There are so many more privileges that cannot be explored in the level of complexity offered by a Buzzfeed quiz. While my lesbian, working middle-class, and female identities may offer a role in society lacking privilege, the fact that my parents are still married, that I am white, that I am extremely feminine, and that I have my Bachelors and Masters degrees provide me with an extensive amount of privilege that I am fully aware of. Please don’t ever assume a Buzzfeed quiz accurately answers a question.


Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is a little something I’m calling “Twenty Questions.” The idea is to write a poem in which every sentence, except for the last one, is in the form of a question. That’s it! It can be as long or short as you like. 

Today is a half day before Spring Break being used to replace one of our snow days from this winter. There aren’t many students in school, and a lot of teachers are out as well so I’m currently covering a class. The following poem stems from the questions I’ve heard in class.

1942: Worthington (Ohio) High School- Don O'Brien

1942: Worthington (Ohio) High School- Don O’Brien


“Yo, did you save that snap chat son?”
“What is this?”
“What do you think it is, fool?”
“Excuse me, can I go to the bathroom?”
“Miss? May I go to the library?”
“Are you a teacher sub? Or a sub sub?”
“Anyone got a charger?”
“Wait… can I charge my phone, Miss?”
“Are you writing that down? I didn’t mean it, alright?”
“Want to see my grades?”
“Can y’all just shut up? Can’t a girl do her damn work?”
“Yo, why you so upset, Mami?”
“Who you calling Mami?”
“Miss, you hear EVERYTHING, do you have kids?”
“How old are you?”
“Where’s the teacher?”
“How did you find out?”
“Yo, anyone else buggin’ that we’re here?”
“Hey! Can I see the answers?”
Class dismissed.


Swan Road

Write a poem that contains at least one kenning

"Facing Reality"- Daniel Oines

“Facing Reality”- Daniel Oines

“Swan Road”

Tomorrow shall be
another day of beauty
yet I shall be stuck

in the cinder blocks
of Academia Land,
yearning to escape

to serene Swan Road,
where my mind can swim freely
alongside Spring Break.