Dating apps | Megan Elliott

I know how this goes

a split second to decide

if you like the narrative conjured

up in your mind 

from the images they chose to provide

superficial snippets of complicated lives 

the stillness of it makes me queasy 

we do not fall in love with static images

images are easily 

cropped copied changed 

people are not

images are ghosts 

they are abstract ideas 

that mutate with each passing voyeur  

thrust into the digital uncertainty of

dating apps 

images are imbued with 

a false power 

one that makes you believe 

that you can feel the richness 

of human connection 

behind a screen 

in truth 

images are illusions  

onto which we project our desires

and if we can shake off 

the potent expectation 

of the image 

we will free up space 

for the unpredictable 

inexplicable randomness

that is falling in love

Megan Preston Elliott


Instagram: @wordsbymeganpreston

I am a poet, sculptor, writer and founder of Assemblage Magazine, an art magazine run by artists for artists. I have published online and in print in several magazines including Brenda Magazine and F*EMS Zine. My poem ‘New Skin’ was selected for inclusion in New River Press’ anthology ‘SMEAR: Expanded Reissue’. I have a degree in Fine Art from City & Guilds of London Art School, where I was awarded a prize for my writing by Art Monthly magazine. I am a queer, femme, cis-woman who also loves yoga, dogs, podcasts, gigs & going to therapy.” 


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