redacted text poem by Anna Cull
redacted text poem by Anna Cull
Blackout poem #16

The maps in our heads



Trial and error.

We look 

And we look,

We are not satisfied 

Even when it makes sense.

I’m out of practice. It’s been months since my last blog post and years since my last blackout poem. No time like the present to change all that… And if you’re interested in learning more about the art form that is blackout poetry, here is a link with more info.