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We're back! For anyone who doesn't follow me on Instagram, you may have missed that leading up to the holidays, I will be moving to a biweekly (once every two weeks) schedule. Just cause life be crazy. Hope the wait was worth it. Sorry either way.

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Wait. What day is it? WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S NOT MONDAY. Technical issues fudged with me this week. So here is a video. On Tuesday. Whatever. (Thanks for watching anyway!) Here are the resources I mentioned in this video! Check them out! (#notsponsored #becausenoonecares) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/ https://poets.org/ 

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I don't remember writing this poem at all. Maybe I didn't? One less crappy poem that can be blamed on me? Tempting.

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12 yr old me was like “i don’t have depression i just don’t feel happy no matter what”

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Happy Thanksgiving, my Canadian lovelies. And to the rest - happy weekend! I am thankful for how terrible this poetry is!

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It's almost Halloween! Unrelated: This poem is really bad! In this episode of Cringe Poetry, I wax philosophical about how similar I am to Tegan and Sara. (JK they are successful and amazing and I film videos for the internet that have an audience of about 10.) But also - we're all Canadian!

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"Things that cross my mind that really have no relevance." Story of this channel...

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Under the wire. Nothing like barely making a deadline to perpetuate the procrastinator in me. So much cringe, so littletime!

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Cringe Poetry returns to celebrate a special anniversary...that probably only me and one other person care about. Thanks so much to everyone for watching. Check back every Monday for more cringe.

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Forgotten masterpiece: “The Song of the Lost” by Neil Gaiman (poem), Jae Lee (art) and José Villarrubia (colors) from Heroes, a 9/11 anthology, 2001. 

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You’ve heard of the Roaring 20s........

now get ready for the Screaming 20s - coming to a decade near you in 2020

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New Cringe Poetry! This week with slightly less lightly veiled depression!

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I told my coworker that I really wanted a baby girl, and she told me all about how raising a girl was so much harder. Because she had 3 boys and 1 girl, and her daughter wanted to be treated like her brothers. She told me all about how she forced her daughter to wear dresses, be pretty, wouldn’t let her cut her hair. She said that when the boys started to be involved in sports, that she did too. So she pushed her into dance classes. And as this went on, it was such a surreal moment. This is why we have so many unhappy, trans, nb teens on our hands. This poor girl.

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“Where were you when the earth burned?”

they will ask, and we will explain to them

about Brexit and Trump and Fake News

and billionaires and corporate taxes and big oil

and how it wasn’t just the earth burning,

but also Afghanistan and Syria and Yemen

and Kashmir and Sudan were bleeding too

and the ice caps were melting

and the coral reef was dying

and the tigers and leopards

and elephants were going extinct

and of course, so many of us were fighting

but the well of truth was poisoned

and how no one believed their eyes

or pictures or scientists anymore,

How does one fight monsters

when there are an eternity of them

to fight, we promise, we promise, we tried.

“Where were you when the earth burned?”

they will ask, and we will hold our hands out,

hold theirs and say, “we too, like you,

were hoping, praying, wishing…

and just trying to survive.”

When The Earth Burned, Nikita Gill

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LOVE this Ted Talk by Sarah Kay. When I was a teenager writing this terrible poetry, I was writing because I had WORDS in me that I just couldn’t hold in. Looking back on them are absolutely cringe inducing, but they mattered at the time and I think it’s important to recognize that.

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Cringe Poetry returns! This time featuring a work from actual published poet as well. Bonus!