Eraqio

Ninety thrity four.... Close no cigar. "Ninety thirty-four was a busy year for Hitler, especially in education. I was ten then, and as every good boy knew, twelve was the ...

.... More. Really the only thing besides pacing, this peice is way to short for consideration of anything other than a sampler. Give us more of a taste, tell us ...

Break our first kiss. Kill me in your dreams. Don't romanticize me, or deny that I've been wrong. The dead wear different masks once they're gone. What shoes did I ...

Pretty monsters, carving out their lengthy names in skin left exposed to satisfy one's masochistic ways. Beasts of pleasure, child of lust. Lessons of love, falling from lips parted by ...

[quote="Howler"]Is your day doin' well at all? Are you finding hurdles every step that you go? Well I feel sorry for you, really I do, but I gotta tell you ...

Blarg, long read. well not really if put on scale with like prose or something... I dunno I'm rambling. NOW!! This all really rolled off my mental tongue, like every ...

The parts in captions... well dont eliminate them but just leave them be IN the regular flow of the poem. Thats really all I can pose. Uhmm, I liked all ...

Blending blending blending. For some reason when I envisioned everything it all seemed to kind of pulsate with one blending force, like even the people walking and the trees and ...

I caught from this a very dredged feel. Like all the characters and even the surroundings were just surviving on fumes. It all read desperate and lethargic, like the people ...

This was beautiful in the same way reading the progression of two people struggling to the death is. Violent, brutal, graceful, without tact, real. It all bleneded together in one ...

This wasnt prose. this was poetry. I'd much, much rather see this as poetry. A kind of sensation/point of view poem. This all was like the collected thoughts of the ...

The ending was just a tad weak. "Oh shit I might run into a zombie in the zombie apocalypse, oh and the world is destroyed." thats how it came off ...

This came off as a kind of day soap opera set in a victorian world. Or at least character sthat spoke and thought in that sence anyways. Really it diddnt ...

I suck at Grammar and I'm not known for my spelling skills so I'll leave that to whatever other review this may inspire. The opening... kind of threw me. I ...

The mime smiled while he bled from a thousand holes in his stomach. A cloud white suit exploded into a field of red poppies, all blooming and sharing their petals, ...