Tag: Poetry

She Told Me

She told me she wanted to build a life together and then freaked out when I brought home the stem cells. Women never really know what they want.

Flowers in a book of poetry, or more likely, a dictionary.

25 Words You Should Never Use in Your Poetry

These words have been egregiously overused, flogged to within a centimeter of their lives in general, and are altogether too self-consciously "poetic" and pretentious for further public consumption.

Thanks Again – A Poem

I was tripping on acid At a Russian restaurant In an upscale strip mall Waiting on a friend For a ride home When I heard the news. I walked outside To look at the cloudless evening sky And spotted a dark-haired girl In a sundress Dripping tears on the concrete ground. I said nothing. She looked up at me And said, “He’s gone.” And then she sang,

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