Shownotes
I look for the Holy Fuck in everything I see.
Jo Guzman
—after Courtney Love
I look for the Holy Fuck in everything I see.
I wanna whisper Wow, Wow, Wow and have no idea I am even whispering it like a child
Until someone with a dick smaller than mine tells me to Shush.
I tell him to Fuck Off.
Wow me, Life!
Holy Fuck that is hot!
You with those red lips
In those vintage boots from Paris.
That time you got so fucking lost on Rue LeFebvre
And needed that damn Google maps to tell you where to go.
Stupid AI.
Yet it led me to you.
Where I get to see the reflection of my own greatness
In the eyes of someone who also understands
This is a made up Life
One made up of simple moments.
The Now.
The Right Here.
Because we are all gonna die.
And I want stories of being lost in the Holy Fucks.
Because you know what?
I am finally free.
Because I decided to stop giving any fucks
Unless, of course, they are holy.
Life is Holy.
Go on.
Be your Bad Ass Self.
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Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only
Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice.
We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.
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