

Oh, fertilityJuicy as she may have been, Caroline makes an average statuette. Her likeness is no closer to life than movie tie-in merchandise, apologising with unmistakeable costume Granted, stone does not bend generously and she was never one to be captured anyway, but two spheres, a disclaimer and a nametag, or a garden gnome in a wig would take me more speedily to her. The artist must have folded at the pollen pockets of her breasts in source material; must have set down the file or chisel and despaired, jilting the tiny goddess halfway between hyperreOh, fertility


Elena's FaceLord, I tried. Every piece of you that broke, I glued it, sewed it, hoped. My cheek ached where yours was bruising like a peach, withdrawing. Something taking you, cell by cell, like a palace dismantled by masterthieves. You changed from coffee to white to green and finally a shadow started settling over you. Understand: I couldn't leave you there, where rats used your pelvis as a throne, nursing their babies in your vellus hair. Couldn't leave your fine lips to wither and me a doctor. Gentle, gentle with her. The sun is up. Away.Elena's Face


The origin of wineShe lies on the bed transformed. I suddenly want her. Everything melts as I meander my hands down her sides. Clamp my lips down on her nipples, forcing them into my face. Flashbacks of friends laughing as she led me out splinter in the breeze from the window. Fumbling, I miss the spot. My nail snags in her hair. A sigh, then in. She barks that gruesome laugh and I do not notice. Again, it turns to powder on the wind; passes out as a vampire. This must be how Jacob got through the night with Leah.The origin of wine


BangBangSuperGunThe main objective of BangBangSuperGun is to smile at all times. This is easier said than done.BangBangSuperGun
Contestant One climbs up to the red inflateable stage, grinning, approaching the slime
in blinders and a swimsuit. A mystery cage, suspended above, is undressed to reveal one tiger (enraged).
Smiler jumps in, up to his chest in gelatinous lime green gunk. He's got to wrest
a gun from the bottom of the tank with weights strapped to his waist in twenty seconds, flanked
by rabid dogs, then hoist the prize up through fire.
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Devious Comments
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Smertiest Smerter.
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Buy Mimesis issue one here.
Buy Mimesis issue two here.
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mimesis, the poetry journal
Buy Mimesis issue one here.
Buy Mimesis issue two here.
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"Boldness has genius, magic and power in it. Begin it now." ~ Goethe
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Spark up today at [link]!
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Spark up today at [link]!
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Critiquing someone's prose or poetry is an awesome thing to do.
Stoopid dA. Ah well, you're there now. Loved the journal!
- Sal
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Writing.
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Did i ever tell you about the time i thought my left foot was the prince of wales?
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For one thing, the internet is kind of a boring place these days. I find I like real people a lot better than the ones represented only by text and emoticons.
And then dA is no place for writers, unless you really have a lot of time to put into the writing community, which I don't. I think you yourself are excellent proof of this, having received a DD (and being an excellent poet, to boot) and yet still having less than 2000 pageviews, whereas a visual artist would get far more under the same circumstances.
Mostly I felt as if I wasn't growing at all here anymore. It's one thing for random people to say that they enjoy my poetry, or to give me criticism, but it's entirely another to make a sale to a magazine. Being here allowed me to rest on my laurels, but I feel that it's time to put my writing out into the world.
Have I done that yet? No, of course not. But I hope to eventually.
Dunno how clear all of that was, I'm a little distracted right now (but isn't everyone, always?).
If it wasn't for the fact that I'm leaving the site, you'd definitely be added to my devwatch!
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-Speak to me now,
-and the world will crumble...
-Open a door,
-and the moon will fall...
mortuus animus orior
Since you requested it, dear
I'll make an effort, though
I admit I'm out of practice, so
it may take a bit of time.
See you on the other side.
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"Sure I can draw. I'm very artistic, you know. My stick people have FEELING."
Read some poetry today (you know you want to)! -> [link]
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K x
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Roundtable Review - reviews, articles and new writing in poetry, fiction, film, art and stage.
Glad to know you had a great chuckle.
I think the speech bits are where it crumbles a little, but I couldn't do it any other way.
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R. Eames / S. Mayer
Smertiest Smerter.
its whitney
love the gallery
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