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An Essay on Women

All men desire to show abroad their fame. To win renown and honor for their name. They fight, they lead, they conquer in the fray, and in their minds unnumbered dragons slay. To bear with hardship, pain, or lack of food is to the fire of their minds like wood. But one remains who […]

Through a Glass (Very) Darkly

The child’s eyes are staring at the fish swimming ‘round in little endless rings. Each time around the Beta tail will swish: the fish inside is pondering on things. He wonders why he cannot swim at all beyond the fish tank’s curve. He deeply sighs. His little head just plunks into the wall. He thinks […]

A Pantoum

I thought that I was finished—I was wrong. A Headache night, a little sleep, a hurried day. Classes never ended, a week that lasted long— Waiting eagerly to eat and drink and play. A headache night, a little sleep, a hurried day Became my accepted practice all the time. Waiting eagerly to eat and drink […]

Most Epic Poem Ever (with footnotes)

This poem was found in the residue of crumpled papers, coke cans and chocolate covered peanuts that was the remains of Ethan Talbert’s estate. Scholars were impressed when they found it (the poem that is–not the crumpled papers or the peanuts) as it represents a piece never seen by the public until now. Ever […]

The Uglumph

Make ready the fortress! Gather your guns! Stockpile your food And the cinnamon buns! Collect all the bedding And fine sleeping bags. Do not forget “Get-out-of-jail -free” tags. ‘Cause the Uglumph is comin’. He’s comin’ around. He’s gonna shake up Those who are not profound. He’ll drink up their Pepsi. He’ll gobble the cheese, […]

The March of the Autumn Pumpkins

The night was dark, the air was chill, the moon half shrouded in a cloud; and sitting silent on the hill the pumpkins almost laughed aloud – For farmer Brown (who closed the gate) had gotten focused on a star, and as he gazed in ‘raptured state, had left the wooden door ajar. – Chuckling […]

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