Sabrina Benaim - Theories(...) and Minnows

Sabrina Benaim was our amazing feature poet on December 1st at the Vancouver Poetry Slam. This are Sabrina's poems Theories As To Why I Might Be Having An Unrequited Love Relationship and Minnows

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Honestly I love the way the crowd matched her energy like YES

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-Theories of Why I Might Find Myself in An Unrequited Love Situation /Minnows. One: We hugged. It was a good hug. If there is such a thing as a hug so good, it did not wish it were a kiss. Two: I got carried away. I was the sugar cube, he was the cup of Darjeeling, I dissolved faster than I thought I would. Three: I was a fish. The hook was in the water. Or; I willingly thrust my body onto the hook for nothing more than a better look at the stars. See I can be crafty with my excuses. I get that from my father. That is just another excuse. I was a fish. I thought I was the one who got away, I was the one let of the hook and thrown back. See falling in love was like swimming underwater with my mouth open. I have minnows in my stomach. At first I thought the flutter to be butterflies but butterflies don't hold their breath. I have minnows in my stomach. I swallowed them singing to him underwater. He once told me as a child he seldom remembered to feed his fish. My body is a fish bowl I have caught him watching. I enjoyed having his eyes on me. He can thank my ballet training for teaching me to hold my body like a champagne flute in the hand of a debutante. I started drinking again to control my inside tides. I continued drinking to keep the minnows alive. I have minnows in my stomach. At first I thought they were butterflies. But the butterflies turned out to be his hands making shadows. Like that time we fell asleep with the candles burning. A school of flickering lights swam across the wall, and I imagined I was inside of an aquarium exhibition featuring the fish inside of him. They were beautiful. I have minnows in my stomach. And they are hungry, starving. Is it that his or forgetful or sadistic ? Because I have minnows in my stomach that are going to die soon. I've turned the top two chambers of my heart to a mausoleum in anticipation. Curved each of their one thousand tiny tombstones with my fingernail, I gave each fish it's own nickname. I had minnows in my stomach. There is a stillness now. A small condolence, their face down float is the closest they ever came to being butterflies. It's my 26th birthday. He arrived to my quasi-adult-potluck dinner party, holding three styrofoam containers of seaweed salad, from the sushi spot on the corner- He says,"Little Lady, I'm sorry it took me so long to get here, I hope I'm not too late for the party." And it takes everything inside of me not to gorge myself on the contents of all three containers. Lay a bed of seaweed in a smile along the bottom of my stomach and cry myself back underwater- Because falling in love is like swimming with my mouth wide open, as if I'm baiting those minnows to come back.

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I always find myself rewatching Sabrina, love her poetry

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All of her poems are beautiful. I can relate

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she's my fav poet of all time

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her poems are all so beautiful

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WHO ARE THE THREE PEOPLE WHO DISLIKED THIS AMAZINGNESS RIGHT HERE?

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thiis is so beautiful and genius.

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she is amazing

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why are the minnows instead of butterflies? because Minnows are hungry like her love for him that is never being fed?

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Tavis Malone yesssssss DX

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I love her

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This is so beautiful.

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this is incredibly beautiful

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this is so incredible

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YAS WOW METAPHORS AWESOMENESS

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you make my heart ache

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I just love her poem ....they are always sooo beautiful .....but the thing is that she looks a lot like sandra bullock. 😍😍😳

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lol I get that from my father.

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can someone type this down?

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one- we hugged it was a good hug if there is such a thing as a hug so good it did not wish it were a kiss two- i got carried away i was the sugar cube he was the cup of darjeeling i dissolved faster than i thought i would three- i was a fish the hook was in the water or i willingly thrust my body onto the hook for nothing more than a better look at the stars see i can be crafty with my excuses i get that from my father that is just another excuse i was a fish i thought i was the one who got away i was the one let off the hook and thrown back see falling in love was like swimming underwater with my mouth open i have minnows in my stomach at first i thought the flutter to be butterflies but butterflies don’t hold their breath i have minnows in my stomach i swallowed them singing to him underwater he once told me as a child he seldom remembered to feed his fish my body is a fish bowl i have caught him watching i enjoyed having his eyes on me he can thank my ballet training for teaching me to hold my body like a champagne flute in the hand of a debutant i started drinking again to control my inside tides i continued drinking to keep the minnows alive i have minnows in my stomach at first i thought they were butterflies, but the butterflies turned out to be his hands making shadows like that time we fell asleep with the candles burning a school of flickering light swam across the wall and i imagined i was inside of an aquarium exhibition featuring the fish inside of him they were beautiful i have minnows in my stomach and they are hungry starving is it that he is forgetful or sadistic because i have minnows in my stomach that are going to die soon i have turned the top two chambers of my heart into a mausoleum in anticipation carved each of their one thousand tiny tombstones with my fingernail i gave each fish its own nickname i had minnows in my stomach there is a stillness now a small condolence their face down float is the closest they ever came to being butterflies it’s my 26th birthday he arrives to my quasi adult potluck dinner party holding three styrofoam containers of seaweed salad from the sushi spot on the corner he says little lady i’m sorry it took me so long to get here i hope i’m not too late for the party and it takes everything inside of me not to gorge myself on the contents of all three containers lay a bed of seaweed in a smile along the bottom of my stomach and cry myself back underwater because falling in love is like swimming with my mouth wide open as if i am baiting those minnows to come back

[@EmilyWao]

thank you so much!! :)

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lol i did not look at the replies and stayed up to type out the whole thing and now it's two AM atleast I liked my own hardwork😅😅😅😭😅😅😅