by Chris Courtney Martin
The Money Monster
is back again.
Rasping 'gainst my ear.
Stoking up my fear.
Bids me, 'Disappear.'
The Money Monster
clings to me.
Breathing down my nape.
Bending out of shape.
Taunts me, 'No escape.'
I buried it with spade and hope.
It found me, decked with blade and rope.
A reach which gropes beyond the scope
of mere mortal's resistance.
I am offered no assistance.
The Money Monster
has its way
with bones of one
who could not pay.
'The Money Monster' has previously been published on PoemHunter and Martin's personal Tumblr.
About the author
Chris Courtney Martin is a Black Non-Binary/Queer writer-producer-psychic originally from Philadelphia, PA. In 2014, they graduated from Drexel University with a degree in Screenwriting and Playwriting, with dual Minors in Film & Video and Art History. Their time in undergrad yielded publication in The Triangle (student newspaper) and the school's annual anthology, The 33rd. Martin's screenwriting credits include "PALE HORSE"-- the upcoming feature directorial debut of Gabourey Sidibe, along with smaller projects starring legendary talent such as Sheryl Lee Ralph and Niecy Nash. With their unproduced screenplays having garnered several accolades, including wins at Urbanworld and Emerging Screenwriters as well as mentions on the Young & Hungry and Bitch Lists, Martin sees a return to poetry and other literature to be the next test of their writing chops. Their hybrid chapbook of poems and essays titled THE BOOK OF I.P. (Idle Poems) is available in paperback on Amazon as of June 16th, 2022.
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