September 30, 2017

F*ck Clickbait, We Need More Truth. {Poem}

Adult language ahead! ~ Ed.


they want lists  

they want horoscopes

they want 50-ways-to-make-your-boyfriend-like-yous

they want shit that is easy to read

easy to swallow

like the fake shit they pour into their cups every morning

loaded with artificial sugar shit

I spat out the artificial crap a long time ago

I write from the bathroom floor

in moments that I do not know if I can continue

I write from the arms of my lover

when all I can taste is sweat

from hours of love that would make most of this world shy

I write from the back of a van

as I discover far away places

and chase dreams you were too scared to follow

I write from across the table

of men who aren’t living

at age 40

and are intimidated by my success

I write from a daze of red wine and weed

of sex and salt

of bruised hips from a day spent throwing myself on a board in the ocean

I write about the lover I won’t dare forget

and the love that I have stepped in

for I know all that I am worth

I write shit that triggers people

because we don’t need more easy to swallow watered-down words

we need to be shook

to our very cores

and intimidated by everything that I am

and everything you are not

every ounce of you that is not living

must be rallied to the surface

so you can see

actually see

that it was you, all along

so no

I won’t write a motherfucking list

my art is my art and I will write with the might of the rumble in my belly until the day that the words dry up

fuck you and your clickbait

I’ll give only truth.




Author: Annabelle Blythe
Image: @annabelleblythe/Instagram
Editor: Callie Rushton
Copy Editor: Danielle Beutell
Social Editor: Waylon Lewis

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