POETRY MORPHS INTO OTHER MEDIUMS ETC

Lately all of my writing has been in the form of comic books / graphic novels and also interviews with artists I admire: James Graham, Nicholas Routzen, Justin Hyte, Vlad Voloshin, Gigi Stoll who took the above photo of me last month, and more. Copious Magazine will relaunch in May and then you can read them!
Not as much poetry these days, although I think poets naturally have a certain tone so it probably bleeds into the other work.
I write poetry when I am experiencing hellish heartbreak, or when I am inspired by mythology. And I haven't felt true heartbreak since New Year's Day.
I have been working on a project for a long time now, a retelling of the Grimm Fairytales. in my signature twisted style. They were meant to be illustrated. I was keeping these poems under wraps, but the artist has been very busy and hasn't been able to work on this for about 2 years now... and so I feel compelled to unleash one of my Grimm's:
BEAUTY REALIZES HER BEAST IS JUST ANOTHER FLEETING ROMANCE
By Andrea Grant
Beast
I hated you at first
when I saw you around the village.
You’re an animal
Swarthy
Behemoth
Tender Frankenstein of mine
constructing your cinematic vortex
of roses & thorns & fingernail scratches
in your black tuxedo, playing piano.
You convinced me, through an intricate maze of intonated silences
& bizarre late night conversations
listening to records.
You told me there was a certain naturalness between us
that ought to be expressed physically.
You told me I was the desert vision of men on camels.
You told me you’d be the fire to ignite my earth.
So I buried in killer eyes
& dark hair
your stubble cutting my face like a harsh psychological analysis
as you closed your lashes
against my feral stare
& sank into blue veined wrists
hands tearing at my deliberate fishnet stockings.
For a second I was every woman you ever loved
& you made me love you
a little.
You talk in your sleep
You thrash about
You want an empire of offspring
I’m not that naïve.
You’re looking for the next conquest.
We won’t last for more than a season.
Winter is depressing with all the rain &
we won’t live happily ever after.









