The Mezunian

Die Positivität ist das Opium des Volkes, aber der Spott ist das Opium der Verrückten

Waste Land Sonnet

Accompanying music. April is the coolest month1, breeding flies & leaking oil. ¡Plastic stomachs’ filthy fluff! ¡Mattresses with ripped-up coils! Here the seagulls sing their squawks through the acid lemon rain over rusty concrete blocks with glass shards & worthless change. Spread your arms, feel all the brine, bang your heads while ravens cry, «HURRY […]

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Puddle Sonnet

Accompanying music. Rainbows spread its fingers through granite gray & silver liquid crystal screens that always plume in the rain that makes it fidget. Should I splash my feet in you? Does it feel like smacks or pets? Looks as if you always snooze, slowly swaying white light flecks. Puddles never make me frown, always […]

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