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consumed

written by: Rochelle Foles

@shellilouwho

 

sitting 
                     in the quagmire of her self contempt 
                     a flame ignites beneath 
                     the blackened caldron 

like 
                      a frog 
                      set to cook in a pot of tepid water

she
                      was clueless 
                      she was being devoured 
                      from the inside out

Rochelle Foles

Rochelle Foles

Rochelle began writing at the age of twelve. Encouraged by her local librarian, she cut her poetic teeth on ee cummings, T.S. Eliot, Walt Whitman and Elizabeth Barrett Browning, all of whom continue to influence her writing today.

She is a logophile and her playful attitude towards words can often be seen in her writing through her use of fonts, space, spelling and design.

She considers it a privilege to be read and to be an active contributor to Spillwords.
Rochelle Foles

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