Chew me up 

Spit me out 

Gulp me down 

Guzzle guzzle 

Drain me 

Muzzle me 

 

They

Pin me up

On their wall

Like some butterfly 

Exquisite

My wings spread wide against the cork

They Gaze with a light smile 

At my entombed corpse 

 

I am a whimper now

Among a sea of deep baritones

Why didn’t you scream they said 

I tried 

But how could I compete 

 against your echo 

your cacophony 

 

I guess they love me 

Like one loves 

a porcelain vase 

Oh so pretty to look at

Oh so fun to shatter 

 

Madelyn Schroeder hails from Lawrenceville, GA and is currently in her third year pursuing an English degree. She is trying her best to “thrive” but is struggling to figure out exactly what that entails. She’ll let you know if she figures it out.
Categories: Poetry