A strange little poem about physical attraction, and how I will never understand how one could be attracted to a man.
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A really long start to a novel I hope to one day complete. It's pretty crazy, but it contains very likely the best writing I have ever done. I put a lot of work into this one.
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I wrote this foreword for an anthology of poems I compiled. I feel as though it is a good introduction to my personality and writing style, at least when I'm trying to be funny. It's important to note that I was in a particularly biting mood when I wrote this, so I guess this is what I sound like if you get in an argument with me.
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This poem was a part of that anthology. I tried to sum up my personal view of the entire universe in thirteen parts. This was inspired by Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens. It's pretty big-picture, both in scope and in breadth. Odds are, you won't get the same message from it as anyone else who reads it. It's very up-for-interpretation, which is either right up your alley or right down it.
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This was my shot at a personal narrative. I personally believe that the hobbies we take on say something about who we are, who we want to be, and what we need in our lives. I tried to explain my maturation into adulthood through the games I played over the course of my childhood and adolescence.
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I wrote this for a competition on Reddit about a year and a half ago. It's a little vulgar, but it was very cathartic to write - and hopefully - cathartic to read. Some shockingly good imagery in this one. It's very short and sweet.
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