White abstract glyphs on black background

They might be wild roses

by AK Krajewska

They might be wild roses

he is going

London is awake,

discover a secret under unnatural lights

dancing queen was the worst.


God inhaled

authenticity do not apply to his work.

Don't imagine food, supplies, and babies.

They came to turn

Nordstrom. The

sex I had when

Original cut-up form of the poem They Might Be Wild Roses made of cut out workds from a magazine pasted to a piece of paper

This poem was generated using the cut-up technique as part of a group exercise at a class I'm taking at The Grotto called Pushing The Boundaries: Experiments in Fiction and Poetry (with Jenny Bitner). Every member of the class cut out words and phrases from whatever sources they chose, put them in a big envelope, and then we grabbed a handful at random and arranged them pretty much as they came. I manipulated mine slightly but only very slightly. You can learn more about cut-up technique and try it yourself. I don't know why I never thought to use cut-up before, but then again that's exactly why I decided to take this class: to push me in new creative directions.