Poem: The Right Grapes

Feeling like a spoiled shot of Jack that needs to be drunk down. I need someone to taste me, get drunk off me. I want to be their wine, and be smelled. Put up to the light, looked at thoroughly, and be told I have quality– that I’m of the right grapes as they taste […]

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Dear Stephen King (A Letter From The American Adverb Association)

A Letter To Stephen King From The American Adverb Association: We read your book ‘On Writing’. It wasn’t bad, there was some useful stuff in it, and for the most part we enjoyed it. But then we got to THE CHAPTER! You know the one! Let’s just say right off the bat that we are […]

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Poem: 20-Pack Soliloquy

I reach for you, The way Michelangelo’s Adam reaches for God. They say you’re of The Devil, But God damn…do you feel divine. As you’re pedaled by Christians and Krishna’s. Cause you make me feel strong And calm like Lucifer’s Pride, A Trazodone wet dream, With a stare of James Dean, Till I’m forgetting, I’m your slave Glistening […]

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