Poetry by Haley Rose Guthrie

      Emma K Alexandra CC




RAGE

first sober Christmas party 
left me boiling alive

themed cocktails
champagne cheers

every. single. person.
drinking except me

headed home, careening through traffic
furious, wild eyed

house quiet, empty
no one to see me

kicking doors in 
slamming elbows into the wall

swinging a mag light like a bat
beating the wooden furniture

shrieking, erratic, 
unrelenting, profane

why me 
why me 
why me 

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LATELY

i am inside out 
looking at grief
over my shoulder

i wish i was 

less entrapped 
less attached 
more intact

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WHO AM I

brain baking 
fears of wellness

slip knot
success

waiting for that
damned shoe to drop

who am I without
this blackened

bodysuit 
of shame 

who am I to run
who am I to heal

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Haley Rose Guthrie is a poet living in Kansas City, Missouri. She has recently been published in Heroica, Stone of Madness Press, Dark Poets Club, among others.  Her poems delve into living with mental illness. Individual poems come from her full length collection, PYRRHIC. 
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