Hot Pot Magazine

By Valerie Drew

what if i like to be juvenile, for masquerading as
the blanch man turns me worn in a second, and
seizing the role of the fool is pure glee, allowing
spectacle and nonsense to run hog-wild in my bones,
displaying a joke or two for those monarchs who claim
to preside amongst gods, yet guffaw and holler at the
jester, choking on their tremendous golden feast, as i bow
and skip away to a field of wisteria and technicolor haze,
frolicking as freely as the word implies, before i doze off
on the tip of the crescent moon, delighted at how reckless
i am in sunlight while lesser men are staunch for nothing.

Valerie Drew (she/they) plans to begin her BA in Creative Writing this fall. She has been published in Polemical and Dumb Girl Zine, with pieces forthcoming in Delicate Friend and Flower Shop Zine. Other than writing, she loves film and animation.