When Kennedy Shot OswaldWhen Kennedy Shot Oswald9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The wind blew
Funeral flowers onto the playground
The wreaths spin
All lay to the edges of town
A bullet seared
The bullet whispered
"Hey I'd like to come back now"
It purred and it struck and it stirred and it stuck
I was there and I crawled and I was bare and enthralled
When Kennedy went and shot Oswald
He was in the war and he was in the war
And they both wore dapper suits
But when one's born rich and the other poor
The two spilt to different routes
One played tennis and smoked cigars
And one deflected to the USSR
Of what happened next I can
Jerome's AssignmentJerome's Assignment9 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
Jerome stuck his arm in the air. He did not know what was customary, but found he received prompt service. " Schritt innen," the driver said. Jerome tapped on the back of the taxi, signifying he wanted the him to open the trunk, but the driver did not budge. " Schritt innen. Jetzt." Jerome decided to just shove his bags in the back seat and get in. Before he could even close the door, the driver sped off.
"The Hotel Jager, please." The driver nodded and increased his speed. He was greatly slumped over, his long nose resting on top of the wheel as if he was using it has a handkerchief. Jerome thought this poor posture for a taxi dri
S M Y F SS M Y F S9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Salingerism makes your fans sad
It makes your friends talk about you and then leave
It makes your ex-lovers give interviews and write novels
It will turn your house into a compound
If you manage to marry and produce a child
And believe me you will
it will hate you
If you have more than one child
some will actually love you
but will argue incessantly with the ones that don't
You will dislike them all regardless
Your spouse will then stop sleeping in the same bed
She'll sleep on the couch
You will do whatever it is you do again
because people have forgotten you
They will eat it up
And call it autobiographical
Because the less y
WhatIDidonMySummerVacationWhatIDidonMySummerVacation9 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Son," said my father, pausing to wipe the sweat from his brow before continuing to chop wood, "it's time you learned what it was to be a man."
"Dad," I said, "why did you hack our shed to pieces with that ax? We spent all spring working on --"
"That's not important right now. What's important is you becoming a man. I'm going to teach you how to be a man. Son…we're going rafting."
This was going to be so awesome. This was going to be the best day of the summer – no, of my life.
Unfortunately, my mom, snot nosed little brother and bratty sister had to go with us. After some whining and a touch of hearty groveling, Dad allowed me to bri
Transient Scripts: AntonTransient Scripts: Anton9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh…no I was awake.
Yawn, mmm, I was awake.
How are you? I haven't seen you since February.
Yes, Jean's house was the last time.
Good… Still with Vanessa?
Mmm, yes, Sophie.
Oh isn't she just?
Nothing it's just…
Her and her little book
Just yeasterda- no
Don't give me that, listen, just the other day I was lying naked in my bed, but with the covers up.
We still sleep in separate rooms.
I was feeling my pulse on different parts of my body, my chest, my stomach, my neck and she came in and started touching me. She said she wanted to help and I told her to please leave me alone. She