I'll start with a disclosure: I don't do poetry. Or so I thought, until I learned that Aracelis Girmay, an acclaimed American poet, was coming to Geneva to give a workshop at the Geneva Press Club. As I love going to GWG (Geneva Writers' Group) meetings, I thought to myself - why not, I'll give it a go.
The workshop was fantastic, and to my great surprise, a prose poem came straight onto the paper without any effort. I didn't take it too seriously, which helped, so when Aracelis asked us to write something about an object we are NOT, this is what I came up with.