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  "description": "Ten to Thirteen. This is also my first attempt at blackout poetry! ",
  "path": "/quick-ones-while-hes-away/",
  "publishedAt": "2026-04-14T14:00:58.000Z",
  "site": "https://raintreeruckus.com",
  "tags": [
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  "textContent": "## 10 You Stay Away\n\nWhen I'm not angry\nI am drawn to write- trite- like-\n_\"People are in your life\nFor a season, For a reason.\"_\nBut I want to say it my way:\n\nA three-story folded-trailer\nSectioned off and unusual\nAnd I, newly banished from home,\nForced to pay for the key\nWith a friendly neighbor.\n\nThere is no forwarding address\nBut a curse\nWhere each floor refuse to converse\nWith one another,\nContent with being\nGlorified Storage\nFor all of our memories\nAnd familial obligations.\n_May you never return._\n\n## 11 Mermaid's Revenge\n\n> Erasure poetry — also known as blackout poetry — is written by taking an existing text and erasing or blacking out individual words.\n\nText from my short story, Yung Seabitch. Below is the image, which is transcribed here:\n\n_I offer\nThat Danish Andersen fellow\nthe sense to make the sea\nroll._\n\n_They made her\nA vindictive gorgeous merfolk,\nfat AND subtle. _\n\n_No drivel from the land\nknow the merfolk so much,\nbut I turn her into\nwonder\nobligatory\nseaside\ncursing a happy ending. _\n\n_I\nhave suffered\nhave been stuck blind with the thorns. _\n\n_She only meant well._\n\n_The music pipes\nsigh\npop\na ton of songs.\nTrudge along._\n\n## 12 distance between moon and earth\n\n> Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own poem that recounts a memory of a beloved relative, and something they did that echoes through your thoughts today.\n\nEven after\nthe orbit decayed\nbeyond her death\nmy grandmother, the moon\ngrew blue clouds\nand pipes of fire\nso well,\nand cloaked me in silk\nwith a wrist of goldplate and zircon.\nto this day,\nI don't know how.\nI just distill flattened grains\nfrom the heavy pans\nof my life.\n\n## 13 Twin Raintrees\n\n> Try your hand today at writing your own poem about a remembered, cherished landscape.\n\nI have two more siblings,\nTwins.\nThey are so much taller\nAnd protective\nLike the fiercest father.\nThey watched over me\nWhen I tumbled into twilight,\nAnd carefully haunt me still.\nThey could never move,\nRooted,\nSo they live through me\nAs I send letters home\nThrough the wires and wind.",
  "title": "Quick Ones, While He's Away",
  "updatedAt": "2026-04-14T14:00:58.643Z"
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