Andrew James Weatherhead
Kill Yo' Self

Last week in class I made a joke about killing myself. Then I tweeted about it. The tweet generated a huge response (like 2 or 3 people) and my roommate asked me what happened.

Here's what happened: We were talking about parody/homage. We looked at a poem in The New Yorker that was either pardoy-ing or homage-ing Gertrude Stein. The teacher asked how we felt about parody/homage. I said I was ok with it if it got my poem in The New Yorker. A person turned to me and said something in a joking, non-standoffish manner like, "Is that your life goal? ...to get something in The New Yorker?" To which I said, in a vaguely dick-like manner, "Yes, yes it is." To which the person said something like, "What happens when you do that?" To which I said, "I'm going to kill myself." Then no one said anything for ~30 seconds.

Yesterday I went to a bar with two classmates who were present for the aforementioned exchange. We were talking and I asked them what they thought when I said I was going to kill myself. They said they didn't remember that happening.




Should I have money for breakfast or should I print out THE POETRY OF BEN MIROV? What good is poetry with out a stapler? What good is breakfast without a stapler?

Got workshopped. Was told "[you're like a robot]."

ee cummings painted this:




"I Went to a WNBA Game"

an article by me at "Thought Catalog": http://thoughtcatalog.com/2010/wnba-sports-basketball-madison-square-garden/

comments are particularly good on this one, i feel

started school

summer ended

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AJW is the author of numerous poems and short stories, both online and in print. He makes collages here. He is from Wilmette, Illinois. He is an Eagle Scout.