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There’s an extremely scared man walking around on 15ft stilts who is unsure of how to get down without falling

There’s a Japanese Man with crooked braces singing Nirvana in an empty karaoke bar

There’s an entire country being shot out of a cannon and landing inside another cannon

There are...

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Thanks a lot but

Poetry is not working out for me as a good business strategy. So today im eating goldfish and watching youtube clips about demonic possessions instead. Its extra cheddar

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I can die in pieces now, finally

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My my suicided

I’m going to write a 2000 page suicide note and not kill myself till it’s perfect.

I’m going to have a lucid dream tonight and test run my suicide.

I’m going to keep writing and pretend they make me feel better.

I’m going to let the community pull me by the hair and cum in my face

because I’m masochistic in the best sense.

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"Conspiracy Theories Featuring Poets Masquerading as Mimes"

poems by rebecca goransson, front&back

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making some book covers for the summer in the style of ransom notes

coming soon

"Canto of a Morning Bat" front&back

poems by olesya mishechkina

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Dear American Airlines,

I’m going to go caca on one of your airplanes, and I’m not gonna tell anyone, not even a stewardess. So everyone will be like why does it smell like caca on this airplane? And no one will be able to say why. So everyone will feel gross and ruined.

xo,

Baby Idi

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I like outrage

I can’t be the only one either. I’m sick of going to ‘nice’ cafés or burger bars and the only vegetarian option is a warm salad sandwich called a burger. All yoo often You get 20 different beef burgers on the same menu, and just one vegetarian one.

Imagine you walk into a trendy cafe; it has olde...

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the last metaphor in the world

it is very hard teaching a child how to swing, i know this first hand experience because i once had a child and because i pushed him for many hours on the swing with my one hand and for the most part he laughed. it is a very human thing that you are doing when you are pushing a child on a swing but then it gets harder when you have to use words to try to explain to the child how the child may swing all by himself. you can show the child, this is a good idea, by getting on a swing next to him and showing him but this only works so far. you can tell the child of the moments when he has to fold his legs under him and then release but that is about all you can do. it is only the child alone who can discover the very delicate rhythm of swinging, when to push off and when to hold back. it is this moment when the child finally figures it out for himself that is worth all the hard work, when the child learns one of the greatest secrets of life and everything. you might be overcome with great emotion as this happens and you discover that your child can now navigate himself through time and space and in a way officially has become his own independent, swinging self. you might cry because the child now has become his own master. some days, of course, it rains, and swinging is out of the question, and the child, your child, stands by the window and watches the swing outside and looks at you with his big eyes and says: "look daddy. look. now the swing is swinging all by itself."

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lip gloss?

Marina Tsvetaeva

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Poets need to make an image of themselves

and become more like fashion models that wear the world's collected suffering like a little black dress out on a week night while balancing  a martini.

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When I grow up I'm going to be the black Woody Allen.

Thought earlier while eating a can of ravioli

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I'm looking at nothing

Boy over there talking into his phone.

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sometimes my heart pushes my ribs

and a million bears come out.

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why isn't this person famous?

Sally Deskins Art