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It'll Make Your Toes Laugh As You Sleep

“There’s nothing to stop a man from writing unless that man stops himself. If a man truly desires to write, then he will. Rejection and ridicule will only strengthen him.

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Why No to NaPoWriMo

I don’t find my inspiration from someone telling me to write a poem everyday because it’s NaPoWriMo.  That to me is forced, faked, and fraudulent to everything I believe poetry to be.  33 more words


Evening seeps through the window,
rattling our restful cocoon,
melting across the
ash laden bed sheet;

Vantage of joy robbed of her breath


Greatest Hits, vol. XII

Sorry for not updating this weekend: I was playing hooky catching up with numerous friends in the city on Saturday (+ enjoying the lovely weather in Rittenhouse Square along with the rest of Center City!), being wined and dined out to dinner all three nights this weekend (including visiting my alma mater and scoping out the new campus outpost of Zavino wine + pizza bar. 349 more words

Greatest Hits


Today’s poem of the day is from a misfit. A non-traditional sort of guy. A man who was once called “the laureate of American lowlife”. I love his honesty, his rawness. 136 more words


La soledad no es algo que me molesta, siempre tuve este terrible deseo de estar solo. Siento la soledad cuando estoy en una fiesta o en un estadio lleno de gente vitoreando algo. 376 more words

 If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire.

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