if i was a hooker

I love this for a lot of reasons. I think you humanized sex work in a way that I would never have thought to (not sure if that was your goal). The last few lines were completely unexpected for me, because I thought you would continue with the hooker being this person who doesn't need or want emotional attachment. But I'm interpreting it as the hooker really craving the same thing that those who reach out to sex workers often want - like an emotional and a physical connection. I also, after reading it a few times, thought it was interesting that you chose to write "you could do the things we love to do" and not "you could do the things you love to do". great work:)

Wow. This is amazing. The flow and just the overall message is PERFECTION. Please keep writing! I will if you will. I need this in my house.

Nice work, I liked the sense of intimacy & stark vulnerability. You handled the acknowledgment of anxiety in the opening of self to other in a believable way, without overplaying your sensitivity.

However, what I see is an overly idealized view of the hooker archetype. You chose that particular word for its emotional charge rather then the less charged "call girl" or the more darkly charged "whore". But your words don't capture the essential desperation of the hooker.

A hooker is a person who trades emotionally unengaged sex for money. Why? Because of necessity. There is some NEED which drives this person to dangerous & socially disapproved sex.

While I very much enjoyed your poem, I feel that it could be improved at the human level by at some point contrasting the vulnerability of the protagonist with the intense pressures which motivate her opposite. This would alleviate the slight 'grass is always greener' flavor.

Please don't take my criticism in a negative or personal way. It isn't intended that way. I salute the courage of your writing which I very much like & look forward to seeing more efforts from you in the future. Bravo!

I really like this, and it plays a lot into a situation I'm involved in right now. I think my only advice would be to have the same amount of lines in between rhymes. For example, the small group of two word sentences is great, but I think there's too many and it throws off the rhythm of the poem. I think you portrayed the emotion in this piece very well, overall. Thank you for sharing.

Indeed, love comes at a cost. I love how paradoxically, you make one of the worst jobs sound okay, as at least it has all the pleasures of loving and being loved without the bad parts weighing you down. Being a hooker in a way is liberating and frees you from all sorts of doubts and anxieties. The hooker is your opposite and also what you aspire to be. Unlike her, you don't know the things to say, the things to do, but you wish you knew. Love makes you overthink and be obsessive. Thank you for this.

honestly i resonate with this so much. feeling are so annoying and complicated and as someone with pretty bad anxiety i have this thought all the time. it would be so much easier for no strings to be attached. i really enjoyed this! thank you

This is incredible. I love the message, and you convey it so well - and in such a unique way. I really love this.

I like this poem.

May I suggest, Line 16: try to replace the word, “in” with another, so that the word “inside” has greater strength.

This is a very important poem which urgently wants sharing.

So well thought out and emotion filled.

I felt tears. Thank you, andré

i like the rhythms, nothing to say on those! thosugh i think if the verses were separated it would be better, each "paragraph" starting with "if i was a hooker"

This world is a hooker and time is its pimp. Something coming were we are gonna decide what part of the divide were on. Satan got everyone so sick.

This is truly amazing. You made something so raw and impactful that you left me speechless. I love the imagery, I want more of the logic you used while writing this. I love this!

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Wow. There are so many levels to this. Very impressed how you are able to take a raw reality into a much deeper concept. It hurts to feel and sometimes we wish we could forget about it. What makes this so original is not the message but rather the route you took (comparison of a hooker) to get the point across. Well done.

I'm not particularly adept at commenting on poetry, so I'll just stick to my reaction:

I feel connected to the narrator. I know what it's like to wish that certain things wouldn't carry such emotional weight. In fact, I was n this very place recently, and, while the poem doesn't give any explicit indication how the narrator feels about their desire, it's not one I recommend pursuing.

As a writer you made me feel. You put words to a feeling I have trouble expressing, and I am deeply appreciative of that. ^.^ Good job.

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This reads like Death Grips, specifically their album Ex Military. Great job, I wonder how this even came into your head. I love the idea of living through someones writing and I felt that way here.

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This one has been bouncing around my head all day. While I sort of have mixed feelings the rented space it did inspire a reply.

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Wow, thank you. Very twisted poem. The way you transform dark beings (content) with this thoughtful and bright remark. Yet of course the deep sadness within, ignorance, loneliness. Truthful though. Rithm sinks me in with this one, thanks again!

Immediate feeling with this one. I love the dichotomy of power and vulnerability as a hooker. So much depth here...