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Post Type Archives: Poems
Talking about why love poems are boring, and why they don’t have to be. (2013)
Tumblr, you and I need to have a talk. But Stephen, what do we need to talk about? Also, we are Legion. I’m gonna sideline that last comment, but you might want that looked at. We need to talk about poetry, or to be more specific, we need to talk about love poems. I’ve been …
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Talking About How to Write Poetry (2013)
Kayla Ancrum answered a question here that inspired this whole thing. The crux of the question is “How do you write poems?” Poetically, I could say to write poems your swish around all the roiling emotions you’ve got sloshing around inside you and spit them up into perfectly worded lines and metaphors, but that wouldn’t …
Synthetic Translations. (2014)
This would be a someone amusing and illuminating demonstration of the side effects of using Google Translate or other such tools for the purposes of writing in another language. The original: I know nothing like you. Your words have this alien bent;put me in mind of that tornado roar,that we gave freight trains to harness …
Switch-Tracks (2013)
You know, when I was little, I loved trains.I remember we had this one little house,I think this was before I was in school,And the tracks ran along this hill just on the other side of our backyard,And it seems like every house we had in Kansas,You could hear the engines and horns somewhere in …
Sugar-cookie candles. (2013)
safe-sex-scented,guts ‘n glory ‘n all them gory details,come on, come on with those latex dreams :– he’s got a hip-cocked-straddle gut like a yoga ball, course, yoga’s that hippie fuckin’ shit, he was all for the drugs but that was years back, years–years back. …
Stuttering Sometimes Slips Softly and Sophisticated: Long Legged Brunettes Still Drink Shock Top (2014)
what-if-will-‘o-the-wisps keep flitting through,and they meticulously craft these tiger trap images,of you and me and imagined futures,placed on top of a void, ravenous, yawning. last I wrote this much life into a mannequin, I was chanting forgotten nothings at granite …
Strawberry. (2013)
finals in the mornin’,hours ‘n hours of study,‘n we got finals in the mornin’.One way or Another,we’re gonna see that sun before we sleep,‘n bleary eyed ‘n confused,it ain’t no way, it ain’t no way to hold. breath-fog opaquein’ up your windsheild,drivin’ down the road, head out the window,friends in the …
Storms at Sunrise (2014)
The I and the i and the Home,swept to froth in that deep-deep-dish.‘n there ain’t a way I’m lettin’ you take this. but they’re right, they’re right again,ain’t worth the effort in the rage. But god, god the sublime in that rage,don’t it, don’t it just have some *purpose*the way it licks the edges of …
Sticky Note Poetry (2014)
this is not a poem,this is a reminder to buy groceries,you have no groceries,buy some damned food.criminy.
