5 Poems under 100 words
Works collected since 2023 with word count <100.
I like writing short poems. They force me to experiment with form and trying to express insights economically is a fun problem to solve. Here are 5 of such poems. Do read them on desktop or on landscape mode, if on phone, to experience formatting as intended.
Teaching my dad to tie his shoes I taught him to criss-cross the lace, pull the right end from beneath, and tighten until the shoe fits his feet. To make an oval with the left end and loop the right around it. Finally, to pull from both ends and make a bow knot. Now, when he walks into a room of C-suite “upper” castes, he’ll pass. Cling Rain drops hit orange cement; some ricochet and some trickle down onto grey asphalt, into pious puddles craving rapture from a callous sun. Rain drops cling to brown hair; brown hair clings to brown hair; brown hair clings to tank-top; tank-top clings to skin in shadow; shadow of a uterus clings to ovarian breasts. A shadow louder than a sheer Givenchy dress at some Gala bereft of vintage Casios and metal bracelets and creased socks in heels and Gaspar Noe nightmares and Lars von Trier daydreams. Piglet I don’t always know which of us is soothing the other, but as of yet we’re still connected: a hell-bound essence preceding heavenly existence. Milford Sound I have found Milford Sound to be Anti- Babel: intellect was not used to pry open the gates of heaven—so heavy— but to let a bevy of lovelies waltz on marsh. Now it seems that you have found what the philosopher and physicist sought: a century of inquiry doesn’t compare to life in a state so present. Two Haikus involving Cats I. Cat is a contained math equation; a stable atom. Unlike us. II. Scratches, sunken eyes, and sweaty skin: fair prices for the joys cats bring.
Thanks for reading! Three of these were my submissions for Tadpole Press, this writing competition that asks for poems capped at 100 words. Go check them out if keen.

