poetry v.xi
Bashing Broccoli by Ida Duplantier
A hundred beady eyes of green Look up at me. I’m filled with doubt. I know this stuff is sick and MEAN. I’m hungry but I’ll do without. Those steamy stems spur silent cries And though I try to be discreet, The barf begins to rise… and rise… I force it down. I WANT to [...]
Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One Before by E.K. Mortenson
A Priest, a Rabbi, and a Mullah are on an airplane. Suddenly, the pilot comes over the intercom to say that they have to make a crash landing and that it doesn’t look good. As the plane begins a steep dive, each of the three holy men gather their respective believers together on the plane [...]
Dad and I and Not Responsible for Typographical Errors by Gerald So
Dad and I try to talk every morning and end up listening to talk radio Not Responsible For Typographical Errors I took a line out in the paper after Steve left town and got a dozen calls about my rates, when I could deliver, how I’d handle disposal, before I saw the reason: DOOM AVAILABLE. [...]
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