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Oat Milk and Agave Nectar: Rupi-Kaur-Inspired Poetry
​​​By Kupi Raur XD
Rating: HS

2.8

untitled (you were so afraid)
​

you were so afraid of my voice

i decided to be afraid of it too
        boo
surprises

like the rainbow

after the rain
joy will reveal itself
after sorrow

like the cheese stick
after the milkshake
my diarrhea will reveal itself
because i am allergic 
to milk
inc(ass)erated

ALAS ,

     I have a phat ass
go to booty jail (i believe in prison abolition)
destroy the system from the inside 
with that booty
who am i?

who is kupi rawr? Xd

kupi is an enigma
kupi is asmegma
kupi is pupi

kupi says XD because
it means i love you
 in dinosaur
but most of all,,
        Kupi?
                                 loves you.

KUPI OUT

Leave Kupi a comment!


2.6

machiavelli cooch

you called my p*ssy fascist
and you were 
        right.
this is the fascist p*ssy on the planet

vroom vroom (racecar)
untitled

jojo seewa
jojo… SEA wa
jojo see wa(ve)          ?
jojo sea wave.

2.3

grocery list

potatoes
limes (10)
jalapeño(2)
                       corn.
           cilantro
sausage
ham
Tequila

cornichon
the future feminists fear

he was based
but i wasn’t redpilled
he left me, i learned to bake sourdough out of desperation
i found myself, suddenly, a cottagecore tradwife
i married abby shapiro
i am happy
the end

2.2: kupi goes southern

appreciation of texan culture

he was my yee
    but i wasn’t his haw

i was a biscuit
    but he wasn’t gravy

i was sam houston
    And he .. was antonio lópez de santa anna
the stock market

the stock market
is just astrology
for straight men.

the economy is
                        mysterious
In place of wall street, 
we should use depop 
the only true
means
               of
                     production    ​
radicals, leftist propaganda

you can be radicalized by theory or you can be radicalized by your lived experience. you do not need to read theory to have an opinion that matters. If you are anti-antifa, simplify the fraction. horseshoe theory is a farce. instead of looking at individuals of the opposition as the enemy, consider viewing them as potential converts.

1.8

CHRXISTMXAS

i love hispanic culture
so i know that christmas
    is wrong
    it is
christ más,     which means
    more     christ
more christ?m o r e?

    baby jesus is nobody’s baby
no more
iam mama mary in a manger
mango  marble momma
   maple
    mop
do not accuse me of plagiarism any more please

halt
    what
        in
            heavens
                do
            you
        speak
    on

take my lovely name 
            out
of your mouth

i practice
    self love
and have original ideas
so do not need
to plagiarize
    stop.

1.7

kiwi

    a sweaty young girl
    a damp young woman
shock
disbelief.. . silence

kiwi is rough and hairy on the outside
sweet on the inside
woman is rough and hairy on the outside
sweet on the inside

stupid,
    sOCIETY only wants the sweet
the real ones understand 
women are bumpy, hairy AND sweet
so u see them
with  the skin on
texture
chef or feminist?

a toast
is toasted bread
a french fry
is fried potato
and i?
i am a woman

1.6

beauty

your boobs
are 
boobi-ful


untitled

you turn me on
like a light
but the patriarchy
turns me off


​
spelling bee

if you rearrange the letters
that make up the word
woman
you get
owman

ow, man
the patriarchy hurts
me,
a woman
thursday detention/metaphors

today was cold like
    a day
 in the winter
my legs are legs
    they are relegated
    by my body 
        heat  
because
the outside
was        cold
my legs,
    became cold.chilly
,i put on (sweatpants)
here comes ms wei
    katie no n o no, i whisper
dress coded
straight
to detention

    just for cold legs?

injustice/justice
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