The problem with older, more established poets is that they can’t seem to stop writing about what a bitch writing is. If they’re feeling especially sprightly, they’ll reference the very poem you are reading at that moment in time. This poem! they’ll cry, Christ, if you could only understand what I went through!
Dear old people: [...]
Someday, I will stop being a tool by reading the poetry that is prescribed to me by Garrison Keillor, Ltd. But until that day, you must endure every single awesome thing that reaches my inbox.
“A Disappointment,” By Louis Jenkins:
The best anyone can say about you is that you are a
disappointment. We had higher expectations of [...]
My favorite virtual flower (I guess that’s what the kids are calling them these days), on Kurt Vonnegut’s virtual grave:
Dear Kurt,
I’m very sad about your die. Many years you was just one person from all famous names who I wanna see. It’s not because you are so success writer. It’s because looks like you was [...]