Let’s never go to Edisto,
the island, not the river.
Augusta seeps into the coastline
vacation becomes performative,
a contest of houses, boats, and cookouts,
golf and monogrammed
Lilly Pulitzer, playing at pretending
The Cloisters
on a not the sea island.
Wear your logo on clothing
hats, glassware, tote bags
Show the world you are elite,
fabulously following flawed forensics for fortune
instead of taking a week off
from the rat race.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Ekke Ekke Ekke Ekke Ptang Zoo Boing!
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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