POEM STARTER

Submitted by Margaret Sok

Cleansing

Write a poem inspired by this theme.

cleanse

Step a foot into

the rubbing alcohol bath


Three shots of bleach then I

scrub my scalp with my

dirty soaped up fingernails the

instructions said to soak for three hours

I soak for four before I wait for four more

hours; because the number Three is evil like

the devil or the color

red or bees or mice or death or a monster

that eats people that I will become if I eat my skin on my lips which I think I did yeah I’m pretty sure I did accidentally now I’m going to


Wash my hair with pesticide then

dry with clorox wipes and

swallow toothpaste

Then I take out my stomach pump

and dry heave dry heave dry heave


Clean, I will be clean

My chest is hot

I will be purer than an offering to God

Rope-bound wrists and a herd of us: the cows

Outside the slaughter house

The meat around my ribcage is smoking

serve it on a plate and eat my flesh

Then I become an allegory for

What not to do; buried six feet under my own head


I keep shooting blanks cause I

Am an alcoholic

drinking hand sanitizer straight out the bottle

because we all know there’s nothing worse

than bacteria

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