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Two main issues with this. First, the period at the end of every line. Second, the forced rhyme. Having a period at the end of every line is very jarring. ...

Speaking of, the Wall/Feed doesn't like any special characters at all. This makes me sad.

The main issue about this poem is that it is too literal. There's nothing here that's appealing; just the same-old, overly-generalized, "humans are destroying the world and it's bad" message ...

#1 He plays piano olive-fingered— sans pimento, salty green and lightly drained — his dancing tips streaking, squeaking as they tap the keys. And the grand pianoforte with its acid-stained ...

I can see your post right here . Just post up your other poems in that thread, and you should be good.

Word choice is extremely important. Compare "She pranced along like a circus pony to the screamer she sung." to "She skipped to the beat of the melody she hummed." One ...

Surrounded by white walls you lay , rain pounds on the window, but I haven't left your side, I'll never leave your side, The tense shift here is really disorienting, ...

The flow of this was quite uneven. In the first four lines, for instance: All you'de have to do is ask me, And I'de shatter my world for you. You've ...

It sounds awesome is what it sounds like. This.

You need the option, "It was there ."

The textures in this are absolutely amazing, and you have an excellent eye for contrast and composition balance. In particular, the details on the pillows and lace in her skirt ...

Even a ferryman mutes his cries, they say, as the collapsible tugs on waves like a child’s hand. Cast river, iron rod, word of mouth, house of God. On the ...

Each story under a spoiler for separation purposes. Later stories linked to by title. My Sister's Scarf My sister had a scarf. It was a nice scarf, hand-crocheted from soft ...

Partnered with Rosey Unicorn for the Poetry Pairs Contest. Any feedback would be much appreciated. overhead beaded balloons swing softly on curtain breezes as sunlight filters through a pane of ...

O Thread, I rez thee and thy colorful history!