About Nick Gaudio
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Cumberland, Maryland
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West Virginia University
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Nick Gaudio attended THE West Virginia University. There, he was editor-in-chief of Calliope, the award-winning undergraduate literary journal. In his spare time, Nick liked to write, read, and show off his penis. He is currently working on a novel that incorporates all of these.
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The Present Tense (a Poem)
Posted May 1st, 2007 by Nick Gaudio
The Present Tense
Keep it Brief
Plate on a hot back burner melts;
scrambled eggs on the little blue plate;
a black cat approaches the yolks, sniffs;
fire catches cat;
sofa catches fire.
It's pretty hot on the sofa,
writing this poem.
Keep it Brief
Plate on a hot back burner melts;
scrambled eggs on the little blue plate;
a black cat approaches the yolks, sniffs;
fire catches cat;
sofa catches fire.
It's pretty hot on the sofa,
writing this poem.
6 Comments
Now is never.
Wow, Mr. Nick, wow.
Wow, Ms. Cait, wow...you still refuse to stop posting
Leave Cait alone anonymous hahah
I'm sorry Mr./Ms. Anonymous for posting my comments, but I really don't remember leaving Mr. Nick's blog and stumbling on to yours. If Mr. Nick has a problem with my postings he can tell me to shut the hell up. But as of now, I will continue to post. Sorry if this bothers you.
I don't understand what Nate meant.
I agree. Some people like commenting on every little thing for absolutely no reason. Does it make us bad people?
Maybe, but bad is the new good.
I thought the poem was ok in general, but I actually really liked
fire catches cat;
sofa catches fire.
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