home girl
“There it is, again, that funny feeling.”- Bo Burnham & Phoebe Bridgers
Lately I haven’t been afraid to confess that I don’t go outside.
Sister, I’ll take this sourly agnostic habit:
scrolling & speeding past little deaths, finger crooked in slacktivism. Feminist
movie lost in the methodical knoll of my AirPods. Musical me-time.
Shootings, injustice. Can’t curse. Reddit gone abuzz over (pretty) privilege.
Missing so many points. Woah, never seen a carbon-colored bull’s eye.
Forgetting my Vitamin D pills & angry adverbs,
pale yellow & damn crystalline under fluorescent winded glow, replacement
superfoods somehow more whole than my 1400 calories’ worth of homebody.
Slowly Googling substitutes for sweeter boys in the soldiered pan:
this cross-legged reality I sit with from slow sunset to forgotten Friday.
&: cold brick is a mouthpiece for all sorts of grief, its reddening back pressing
down my nonexistent backyard. &: soggy mason jar of spring onions seeping into
off-white window, its roots clinging onto relevant summers.
Laundry baskets dripping with last week’s worth of dropped friends,
news articles trying not to get deleted,
paling truth skirted & jockeyed into half-dressage.
&: I am waiting for the air to defund me. For some god.
So I have not found more.
Jenny Chu
Jenny Chu is a Chinese-American poet from Dallas, Texas. The founder and editor in chief of Rosetta Lit (rosettaliterary.org), her poetry has been nationally recognized by YoungArts and the Alliance for Young Artists and Writers. She tries to make the world a better place for some definition of better.
Why this Knocked Taylor Out:
I was obsessed with Chu’s voice from the very first poem in her submission, but when I got to "home girl" I was so invested in the dry and snarky humor of the piece that also continually devastated and spoke to me on a personal level. I like how this poem is refusing to look away and it's saying the quiet part out loud. I like that it's kinda funny but also really not. I think the tension between those two things is being maintained so well.
The line “waiting for the air to defund me” also goes so hard I wish I had written it. Being able to balance the pop culture moments (which I know “dates” the poem which is a “rule” you should “avoid” but idc) with the genuine horror of the hellscape we are living in is a great way to get readers invested in your writing. I think Chu is doing some really exciting work here. I think the line work is wonderful, I think the pacing is wonderful, I think the resonance of feeling like you aren’t “doing enough” but also that the government is “doing even worse” is really important.
Interview:
Why did you choose Team Taylor for this poem?
I chose Team Taylor for this poem because, well, it was also based around the other poems I was submitting (which were VERY much up Taylor's alley, but I truly think this one could go either way). Honestly, I'm really into subtle (or not so subtle!) religious iconography in my work, and there's this sort of dissatisfaction with the life and body and an implied search for religion at the end. Media is definitely a big part of culture as well (something Taylor likes), and I'd like to think this poem really explores the way social media can influence our daily mentalities and how depressingly mundane our daily lives seem in comparison to its gripping allure. Also, online fora arguments are a KEY part of Internet culture (and no one can tell me otherwise).
Talk to me about how you manage tone in your poems? Is it something you think about a lot or does this tend to just come out when you sit down to write?
My tone sort of just explodes when I write. I never map the imagery or specific goal of my poems (perhaps I should), but I go in with a general idea, setting, or feeling and let it grow from there. My tone usually stays constant throughout, and it mostly depends on my mood as I'll be more likely to cook up relevant imagery if I'm really feeling it. I'm a really talkative person, so for a thoughtfully conversational (think vent) poem like this, I just used the tone I'd normally use to text a friend but obviously more "poetic". There's so much emotion guiding my work, so I just lean into that and write poetry that I believe adequately captures the immensity of those feelings. However, I'm always thinking about how I want my reader to feel and the impact I want this poem to make on them. I do think my poems are distinctly me because of their diverse yet intentional tones and the way I consistently make them so. I'm a very observant, perpetually-but-not-always-obviously stressed, sometimes snarky, sometimes avoidant person, and I think that really comes through here. The song that the beginning quote's from is one of my favorite songs of all time, and I wanted that forlorn "aura" to be seeping into this poem.
What was your revision process for this poem like?
I revised this poem in a variety of ways, mainly with lines I felt could be expanded upon more or that I felt were a bit cliche. I wanted to strike a good balance between the mundane and familiar but also out there (things people don't politely say out loud), which I hope is present throughout. I wanted this poem to explore so many things, actually; I kind of just ranted about every worry that had been on my mind, added some contrasting imagery, then refined it to develop a greater sense of irony and humor. This poem was deeply cathartic, as I wrote it after a discussion about slacktivism with a friend, and I wanted it to maintain its confessional tone and relatability to the average person. When I revise poems as a whole, I'm thinking "Does this express my intention as well as it to? Is it too convoluted, imagery or word wise? Does it sound fresh and good?" So yes, the range of words to demonstrate a variety of aspects of average human life was important here, but so was the rhythm. I wanted it to be mostly sharp and punchy, embellished with a few longer, wistful thoughts. Think shower ponderings effectively mixed with r/AITA comments. Fun fact: I also toyed with the idea of crossing out certain words and having that be a poem in addition to the entire poem itself, but eventually scrapped it. Maybe I'll bring it back someday...