Tag: found poetry

our strength lies facing this personal piece of Hell after breakfast, they would take her quietly, get straight to work doing wrong. but you wouldn’t…

Shameless freedom is a mystery Wasteland studded blasting free adverts What is this really, except easy fantasies)? Normal people trickle down the cracks neoliberal teenagers…

So tonight starts the first in a series of year end parties. I didn’t want to leave this until after the party, lord knows what…

  And just like that the house was quiet again. The source text for this black out poem was an old issue of Philosophy Now…

This is the last of my sloth days.  It’s been fun hanging out with the family and a few friends – eating, drinking, and being…