Wyatt Strawbridge

Wyatt Strawbridge (he/him) is a casual Quaker, writer, and editor, born originally in Chicago and living in Haverford, PA. Wyatt is a sophomore English and Russian double major at Kenyon College and an editor for Lyceum Magazine.

Easy read of the poems in the images above:

Arbitrary Ruling

Flap, rustle, rip,

In the wind, will my flag

Flop, over without me.

Fly on my fly

Over the American soup,

Make it unsanitary by

Me, the way I cry,

Contaminate, as a boy I,

Should learn to stand up,

Down, to their insistent

Prying: sign away, say anyway,

Believe in spite, ‘act!’

In, blue and red, straight,

Lines, ‘march!’

Because the time is 7:06.

Thank You Ms. Gabrielle Civil

New soap that doesn’t sap,

Remind drain and cause pain,

Smell, memory, mental shackles

To be shaken up and down and

In and out, round people dance.

Round people not flattened by life

Fall, into trances that translate past,

Finish, and pass, roll right around,

Work-through instead of act-out

With or without a frown.