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  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: he woke this morning into yellow [Hannah]

    Heyyyyy. THIS IS SUPER PRETTY despite all your claims. I only really want to change stuff in the first stanza because it took me three tries to read said stanza, ...

    Apr 1, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: to the mercy of the fire (Pantaloons' NaPoWriMo 2010)

    01 Summer rises from deep beneath the earth, its hot body separating into ribbons of imagined sweetness which worm their way through the spaces in the loose gravel, and follow ...

    Apr 1, 2010
  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: The Happiest Days of Your Lives

    I like this a lot. This is very-- pretty, and sometimes it veers into beautiful, and because you put so much into the language I'm going to focus on the ...

    Mar 25, 2010
  • Narrative Poetry Re: The World of Upside Down

    I come tumbling down, falling into a world of upside down, where everyone is mad, and flowers talk and a sing. It's a land that's ruled by cards, and a ...

    Mar 24, 2010
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Just call me Sigurd.

    The ridged leaves overlapped loosely like the rough scales of some ancient dragon's flank, and rose in slippery slopes of layered triangular shadows on either side of the driveway: and ...

    Mar 24, 2010
  • Other Poetry Re: 11th on Forbes' List of America's Top Towns to Live Well

    oaks fill the canyon and line the hilly horizon in a fringe of black lace. close up, though, their leaves shine like locusts in the sun, small and hard and ...

    Mar 12, 2010
  • Other Poetry Re: suicidal ideation

    suicidal ideation You rest your hand flat on the pool's tiled wall, and push down-- that is, up, action and reaction, parallel forces-- until your swollen toes brush the rough ...

    Mar 6, 2010
  • Lyric Poetry Re: April ruins everything.

    This tree was beautiful before the flowers clung clumping to its limbs, pale as scars; therefore let us lie in its disordered shade together, on our bellies, and maybe, if ...

    Feb 23, 2010
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Next Time, Wear A Hat, Sheesh

    I no longer trust you when you say these things. You have toyed with my heart before, Galerius. How do I know you will not do so again? How?

    Feb 21, 2010
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Next Time, Wear A Hat, Sheesh

    The wind played with her wound-up hair and worried it, and wove a snare with the soft strands-- so fine and fair-- which she had bound up with such care: ...

    Feb 21, 2010
  • Other Poetry Re: the banjoplayer (for Holly)

    Perhaps my favorite poem of yours, or one of them. No comments.

    Jan 12, 2010
  • Other Poetry Re: cottonpickers

    late summer in saltillo valley and the cotton fields spoof and Spoof? Sounds nice, but I can't quite get it to mean anything here. sprawl, and all you can see ...

    Jan 4, 2010
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Ode to Sunday Pancakes

    pancakes! (thank you so much you guys you guys)

    Dec 27, 2009
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Ode to Sunday Pancakes

    O you wobbling brown rounds of new-fried dough, Piled like a decade of harvest moons All in one evening sky-- you tempt me so! I envy e'en the plate on ...

    Dec 22, 2009
  • Other Poetry Re: Night

    The velvet darkness carves out lines of beauty hacking up deep curves, rhythmically distorting. The darkness carves out lines of beauty, or has lines of beauty carved in it? The ...

    Dec 22, 2009


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