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When I Was Chill

    Poem by R Hunsicker

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    *Pop 
    Fizzle
    Gulb*


    The red syrup glissens
    While sliding down my throat.
    A blast of refreshing sugar,
    Waterfalling down,
    Spreading the fruity goodness.

    Why do I always have to sweat at 10pm?
    When walking back to my car
    The light illuminating the damp streets
    Making the white lines shine through the eyes of Mabel

    I never thought the grape vine would be so fun to learn
    On the battered stage
    While screaming the alto line
    Because no one else cared enough to learn it
    So I took the lead
    Without usually being the lead
    But now I am the lead, you know?
    Or at least, one of the leads.
    Doesn’t really feel like I'm a lead though.
    Like heck, what makes a lead?

    The tape’s stuck on my index and ring finger
    Relentlessly hugging me
    Through my muddled curses.
    Propping the poster up with my elbow,
    It’s time to use my teeth
    Yellow, but not enough to be called yellow
    What if they were blue or green?
    Why must teeth be white
    Haven’t whites claimed enough already?

    What happens when a clown loses its rainbow wig?
    Is it no longer a clown?
    Did they break an oath?
    Let everyone down?
    What does that make me?
    The clown of the party
    Gossiping about Rich
    (Oh how I hate gossiping
    But I do it because I love it)
    and his unstable reaction to the drug he’s on
    But don’t worry
    It’s just a computer
    That he swallowed
    That's default setting is Keanu Reeves
    … Okay maybe worry a little.

    The bathroom song
    Who knew it would be everyone’s favorite!
    Being miserable and high in the bathroom at a highschool party
    Weeping to Tswift
    And hiding from your friends...
    Just the thing everyone loves to relate to.

    At least we just have normal Mountain dew
    With a cheap-ass label tapped over
    So everyone will pretend it’s Mountain Dew Red
    The only thing that can kill the robot
    You know, that one that’s in Rich’s brain
    Oh, and everyone else's brain too, by the end.

    I love how Keanu Reeves was played
    by my genderfluid pal
    But no one knows
    Except for us
    That the queer community was getting rep
    From people who cared

    Because no one else cared
    Not the street lights
    Or the students
    Never the director
    So we were cast aside

    Kinda just like that soda,
    Only made in 1988
    Forgotten after it’s brief
    moment of stardom.

    R (e/they) is an agender, asexual, arospec, neurodivergent scholar who finds passion in unconcealing and uplifting the experiences and voices of asexual and trans* people. E is a senior in Women, Gender, and Sexuality Studies (who also concentrates in LGBTQ and PCON Studies) and is planning to pursue a graduate degree in Women, Gender, and Sexuality studies to become an LGBTQ+ studies scholar.

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