Kit

First of all, welcome to YWS, I hope it helps keep writing fun and allows you to meet many people as passionate about it as yourself. This poem feels really ...

The title is very effective, I've never seen anachronism used to create such strong cohesion between the eras, I mean, usually it's kind of tongue in cheek, self depricating, reenforcing ...

For dairy, the situation is much worse, particularly here in Australia. The image of cows wondering around in pastures isn't necessarily what goes on in most dairy farms. Whilst it ...

I've been vegetarian from birth, me mum's vego. I don't see meat as food, because it never has been to me. I do believe that it is in our best ...

**puts on her Christian Scientist hat** **looks at the debate topic** **looks at her hat** **looks at the debate topic** I can't trust anyone who thinks they have all the ...

Poem removed at author's request. I do not mind the 'a' so much, this is quite a frenetic piece, so an unexpected pivot here and there works with the tone, ...

I disagree about the moths, I mean it's more about the movement then the clothes eating and in that sense is observationally precise, besides which the physical eating of the ...

Technically no, I am referring to a puggle, and thank you for giving me the chance to use the word again. Puggle. Puggle puggle puggle. Megalibgwilia ramsayi, if you haven't ...

A Spermatozoon I am one of the billions he created. My brothers say, “Surely, he made each of us for a purpose. He loves us. We are his children.” I'm ...

Stollen Stollen Out in the streets, a dog is barking at the car horns. By the window, the soldier's mother weaves her hair into a bun. Her hands are thickening ...

I love the concrete mixer , it rocks my socks off, I have to say. It is a very nifty bit of observation right there. The other stanzas do not ...

Good effort, there are some interesting ideas here, these are just some main ways to edit. 1) Read aloud, I cannot stress this enough. On the page something can look ...

A Pair of Megalibgwilia ramsayi Hibernate During the Ice Age My mother was a great beauty. Her spines were pale as spinifex, and deadly sharp. Any predator to take her ...

The Soldier and His Sweetheart From the front steps he can hear the clank of dishes through the kitchen window. The dog trots to him and rolls over. Its ears ...

The First Dividing Cell in the Primordial Sea I was so thin-skinned before I knew you. Everything went straight through me; sound, heat, light. They were indistinguishable one from the ...