Altering a Book of Prose into Found Poetry

altered book Over the weekend, I came across a discarded library copy of one of Tess Gerritsen’s books. Her book Gravity (a story of engineered pathogen that makes its way aboard the ISS and proceeds to wreak havoc in spaaaace) is one of my all-time favorite books. So I had this copy of The Sinner. The title had me worried to begin with. I love crime, fictional or not, but I swear this book was either written in the 80s or this woman needs to get the hell away from crime dramas forever. It was the most cliché thing I’d ever read, and I used to read more fan fiction than you can shake a stick at. Every crime drama cliché you can image makes an appearance in the first 10 pages of this book: from the emo medical examiner than prefers the company of the dead (because they “can’t hurt you”–not making this up) to the feminist detective with a heart of gold and a hot temper. I swear she was a shoddy, thin version of Benson. I didn’t want to just stop reading this book; I wanted to destroy it. SO! I decided to make an altered book of found poetry out of the thing. I already like where this going way more than I liked where this dumb book was going.altered book: Sin altered book: part i found poetry: part i

part i.
Andrah refused
the chemical.
The pavement complained
under recent rains
muddy
mired
Objections knew
the reason.
Choice would speak,
caught in dark eyes,
wait here

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