LOVE OF LITERATURE AND HISTORY
Written by C Hues
March 23, 2023
Did the thwip do it? Or maybe it was the throw? No, just bad writing. After a hard day Of the super heroics, You go to your home. You call your love’s name. She doesn’t answer; wonder why. I think I’m hungry. Let’s open the fridg— Holy shit! A tired trope, Stuffed here in my fridge. Wow, just what I need To motivate me, the hero. Thank you, plot device.
Written by C Hues
March 22, 2023
No formal training, but still on cue. Transforming and transcending too. From fiery red to freezing blue— She has the range, then aims, and “Pugh!” She hits her mark each time with ease. She turns bad roles into good chances. She’s subtle like early Spring breeze, Then shifts to swiftness, swapping stances!
Written by C Hues
March 21, 2023
Her brilliant mind lights the dark Third world show you who they are She’s both princess and Queen of snark With power from ancestors far… …She took the mantle once before. But for her strength, she sought to soar. The beads that bind all black kin Are symbols of our pride within.
Written by C Hues
March 20, 2023
She exploded on the punk scene Armed to kill the patriarchy! Her courage made women feel seen When mosh pits served to demean. She spoke strongly and men were scared. She bucked their little fantasy. And you could try her if you dared, But then you’d be the punk, not she.
Written by C Hues
March 19, 2023
Those zombies never beat my will, Although ink ribbons run out quick. I know I’ll make it if I’m Jill. She’s the master of the lockpick. So sorry, Chris, but you’d just die. You have more health, but not the swag. Now, Jill’s sandwiches may be wry, But all her guns are worth the brag.