Burning Man portable potty poetry*
by kvennarad
©Marie Marshall
*From the sublime to the gorblimey! I was asked to provide, as a birthday present, a set of poems that would be printed out and affixed to the inside of the portable toilets at BURNING MAN, the weird, wonderful, and often controversial festival that happens every year in the middle of the Nevada desert. The above is one of them. As I post this, someone is reading it in situ.
Kvenna ráð 
Beautiful, Marie! And I can so imagine it at Burning Man. Way to improve the portable loo experience!
Which – let’s face it – is an experience that needs improving!
i love this – down to earth and space-y at once
Chemical, water-closet, earth-closet, space-closet… the list is endless.
You save the best for last, the “actually” in “and here we actually said”. Explains the whole mindset of the narrator with one word.
You heard the ‘voice’ with precision.