Tin Foil Man
Even from afar, across the bar,
I can see the condescension
In your first impression;
In your surface assessment
Of someone in my profession.
I wasn’t aware; Am I supposed to care
What you think?
What I think?
Is that you stink
Of imagined superiority,
Mr. Born of the Majority.
Does a suit make a man?
Can it stand,
Tall and alone,
If you did not call it home? Continue reading “Free Verse – Wrath – JG”
In a world full of hate, you only have what you can take.
Dancing with the pretenders, it leaves a sour taste.
They’re squelching my fire with the anger and the lies,
And I’m a smoldering ruin — a lone wolf howling at the moon. Continue reading “Free Verse – Wrath – SD”
You drive like that, red pickup,
Pushing until someone lets you in
But it’s bad luck to cut off a bus
A rolling receptacle of good or bad will Continue reading “Free Verse – Wrath – Marcy Erb”
I think this week’s submissions for the theme of Sloth may have been my collective favorite yet. Even for a sin as seemingly straightforward as laziness, we found three interpretations and uses. Continue reading “July 22 Theme: A Taste of Vengeance”
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