Poems from Upton Tarbell
I was born in Berkeley, California and raised in a suburb of Richmond that is somewhat removed from the city. I am a gay, pessimistic, atheist with in an abusive relationship with death and depression, who is tired of keeping their eyes open. I hope to continue to write because it is one of the only constants in my life.
Your auntie Val told me all about you.
She never stops talking about her “little mutant”.
You can tell by just talking to her that she...
I can’t drink black coffee.
That may seem stupid, actually it’s kind of stupid.
But that’s what your Dad and I drank in the morning.
I...
When I was a child my mom would call me fat everyday.
She called me ugly, disgusting and said that I would never get a husband.
“Cathy you...
It was a
Snap
That
Slapped
Your hand across my mouth.
Silence.
What a deadly sound!
Shots of pain and
A loss,
But not only a loss.
...