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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:
|last night we were necrophiliacs|
the hot's blistering your lips, white and full of pus waiting to
burst like the sun raining down on the three of us; i'd
cannibalize you any day, babe, if it weren't for the fact that you're
seriously diseased, speaking in tongues, ripping at the raft with those
bloody offed nails of yours;
they came off like little badminton birdies,
some flung up like a great serve,
a few others as jagged sprinkles
decorating the shark's fleshy neck like something fierce.
he went down like a bullet shot into water; quickly at first,
but succumbing to sinking slothly.
this was going to be a fun cruise,
but look, i can see the cops from here.
though i may simply be delirious from sea water;
or just dehydration.
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