Prose Poem: All of You


This poem has been the planned opening to my untitled series on love, sex and relationships from the start, but as things have developed, I’ve adopted a specific cadence in many of the poems that this one doesn’t have. As a matter of personal preference, I like poems that shake things up in a series. Using the same cadence for every last one would get boring to me. I want to break things up. My critiquing buddy of 10+ years disagrees. I’d love to hear your thoughts.

All of You

There’s room enough inside this tin heart. ‘Cold,’ you might complain. ‘Cramped with too many ghosts. Don’t you ever clean?’ I went in with a broom once, made swirls in the dust honoring aesthetic over godliness. Found an old guitar, cat gut hanging. A teddy half chewed. The stiletto heel I thought never stuck—but I remember the leg that grew up from it like a tree trunk. Kick nothing to the curb. Especially not the gun.

by Michelle Beltano Curtis

Image with overlay text. Background image of broken guitar strings on an old neck. the overlay text is a poem and is titled "All of You" "There’s room enough inside this tin heart. ‘Cold,’ you might complain. ‘Cramped with too many ghosts. Don’t you ever clean?’ I went in with a broom once, made swirls in the dust honoring aesthetic over godliness. Found an old guitar, cat gut hanging. A teddy half chewed. The stiletto heel I thought never stuck—but I remember the leg that grew up from it like a tree trunk. Kick nothing to the curb. Especially not the gun. by Michelle Beltano Curtis. All Rights Reserved. Cannot be reprinted w/o permission."

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4 thoughts on “Prose Poem: All of You

  1. Thanks so much for your feedback, Terence! I do enjoy a little imagery chaos to keep things interesting. It’s funny how some of the things you get admonished for in classes and workshops are some of the things that end up being complimented later on. Perhaps I’m breaking the rules better now than I was then. I’ll take that as a sign of progress!

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