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Amnesia

By Leilanie Stewart

 

Today

I suffered

a near-death experience

a car crash

in which

my imaginary companions

were killed

 

 

My imaginary father

had been wearing his seat-belt

my imaginary mother

had suffered whiplash

from her airbag, and

I don’t know what had become

of my imaginary siblings

since they were both tied up

in the boot

 

 

When I woke up

in the aftermath of the crash

I saw my frontal lobe

smeared across

the seat in front

 

 

Funny

how a lobotomy

could leave me feeling

so great

 

 

 

English litter-ature

By Leilanie Stewart

 

A long time ago

I hoping to remember this

therefore, and but,

I’m gerund out of here

 

 

Does this poem annoy you?

Do you find that I’m not

a very inarticulamate person?

 

 

I’ll have you no

my degree is first crass

from Oxbridge