Here is a poem I wrote at work, proving that I am, in fact, a writer after all.


I am not a writer.
I’m a records scanner for a large medical group.
I hear it in the mind-numbing whir of the wheels:

“Scanners scan,
Writers write.
Do the math, girl.”


But scanning makes me sick.
My head spins and my back aches.
My soul goes blank as a sheet of copy paper.
My brain is wordless.

writer-cat 2

I am not a writer.
I am a sick old woman.
2 weeks on the couch and counting.
I’m good at being sick.
I moan and whine and have bowel difficulties.
I think about writing
But I do not write.

the arcane scroll writer by mick o maikeru

the arcane scroll writer by mick o maikeru

I am not a writer.
I am a cat lady. Cats console me when I’m sick
And inspire me when I write.
They greet me when I get home from work.
Cats don’t care if I have a name for myself.


About Mollie Hunt

Loves cats. Writes books.
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3 Responses to I AM NOT A WRITER

  1. Marc-André says:

    We do a Thursday cat poetry section on my blog. 🙂

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