Author’s Note

Sometimes anger doesn’t arrive in long speeches–it shows up in fragments, sharp and sudden.

Alphabet Attitude plays with language the way frustration plays with the mind: out of order, sarcastic, and biting. What begins as a playful twist on the alphabet quickly unravels into something more honest–a confession that sometimes rage hides inside humor and wordplay.

Every letter becomes a weapon. Every syllable carries a feeling that refuses to stay quiet.

— Rowan Evans

Alphabet Attitude
Poetry by Rowan Evans

Alphabet Attitude
Poetry by Rowan Evans

I got an attitude
like the alphabet—
A, B, D, C, E, F—
You.

Aye, B—
Did you C the way I feel?
Every line, every letter,
everything’s unreal.

Fucked up, messed up,
twisted through and through,
and yeah—it’s all
because of
you.

Every syllable, sharp like a knife,
spitting letters, spitting rage,
this is my life.

If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]