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Poetry Critical 2.0
Hey guys, Donald here.
In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.
But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?
Development updates from Twitter:
Random Poem:
| Cookies |
FairyDisguis
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A lone girl baked cookies today. | 1 |
Some crumbled apart, some were burnt, | 2 |
and most were misshapen, | 3 |
But all of them tasted just fine. | 4 |
Each one, a perfect little memory, | 5 |
a tiny bite of Christmas in September, | 6 |
of days spent with no worries. | 7 |
Every cookie, a looking glass | 8 |
back into cold attics and hot kitchens, | 9 |
when love came from one house | 10 |
and family came from everywhere. | 11 |
A time when she slept in the car, | 12 |
believed in ghosts, | 13 |
and just knew things lasted forever, | 14 |
no matter what. | 15 |
Today a lone girl prepared the ingredients, | 16 |
mixed the dough, and baked the cookies, | 17 |
but she ate them up with tears for she knew, | 18 |
all too well now | 19 |
how it felt when they were gone. | 20 |
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