Flemzo

Reviewing as you politely asked me to do so in chat! Pretty good, I think. If I'm not mistaken, this is an allusion to the Creation story? I'm gathering that ...

I'll agree with Sigyn: the melancholy tone is what makes this beautiful. Not sure if this was your intent, but this feels, to me, like a poem of loss. You ...

Hello, there. The following is a review from someone who used to be really good at reviewing, but then he took a few years off from the website, and now ...

First, hello. This is the first review I've done in literally years, so forgive me if I'm not clear or you aren't quite sure what I'm trying to say. When ...

You look at me, through weary eyes full of prejudice; I don't think you need this comma. Strike it. the hard thums on the wall Hard thums? Or hard thumps? ...

on entreprenureal exhaust That was really the only mistake I could find. Excellent work. The only thing that really bothered me about this poem was the lack of punctuation. But ...

mild forms of mental illness do contribute to creativity. THANK YOU! I've read so many essays without thesis statements that I was starting to wonder if they even existed anymore. ...

I feel you on every little bit of this. Stuff like this is really hard to write, especially when you're still in the thick of it. But thanks for sharing ...

Funny! This reminds me of something I wrote a while back between two criminals. I chose to take a more in-depth conversation to move the story along, but this was ...

The sound of footsteps fills my ears. I stop. I wait. I listen. Normally, I abhor paragraph breaks like this. However, I love it here, because it adds to the ...

So you get up, brush yourself off, and head into the abyss. This line, where to begin. Good Lord, it's amazing. Some people imagine going to Hell flailing and gnashing ...

my virtue remains quite in tact. I believe "intact" is one word. no boy will ever know what lays beneath "what lies beneath." It's a subtle thing, but a thing ...

They are, or once was, so softly asleep Mistake right away: you've mixed up your singular/plural forms. "Once were " Oh, how brilliant were they, Okay, I see what you're ...

I've never heard of tritina, so that's what drew me to this poem. Overall, a very listless poem, which is good here, since it's about drifting along in a canoe. ...

Some of the crowd applauded madly, but most clapped halfheartedly, glowering contemptuously at the stage. Holy adverbs, Batman! That's a lot of -lys all in a row. Too many, in ...