Lit Macho Rape: Fitzgerald, Zelda

He tried to impress her by his writing

He wrote the first American novel

you might say. And, yes j’accorde his craft fine

and intricate was worthy of its real.

But then again why was he writing well

detailed letters to her psychiatrists?

as if defunct, disposable, and dank

was Zelda the Creator When her heart

was the one he devoured for his ART.

Her wax mold was destroyed for his PRINT WoRK.

And then when she attempted to Publish

her writing, he RAGED that her POETRY

might rhyme, allude, exhibit its GOOD WORTH.

Or was it a case of LITMACHO RAPE?

This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.