|
1 |
Consequence |
Poem |
2016 |
553 |
8 years ago |
|
2 |
Far away |
Poem |
2016 |
424 |
8 years ago |
|
3 |
“For a while I couldn’t handle any one smelling like you” |
Poem |
2016 |
293 |
8 years ago |
|
4 |
In Chinese medicine lungs are grief |
Poem |
2016 |
287 |
8 years ago |
|
5 |
“Why did you want to come for coffee?” |
Poem |
2016 |
322 |
8 years ago |
|
6 |
It’s still fresh right |
Poem |
2016 |
329 |
8 years ago |
|
7 |
If you asked me to I’d come cry with you this instant |
Poem |
2016 |
301 |
8 years ago |
|
8 |
Rabbit skins and bed sheets |
Poem |
2016 |
333 |
8 years ago |
|
9 |
Match sticks |
Poem |
2016 |
309 |
8 years ago |
|
10 |
Paul |
Poem |
2016 |
399 |
8 years ago |
|
11 |
New Love |
Poem |
2016 |
353 |
8 years ago |
|
12 |
Happiness |
Poem |
2016 |
307 |
8 years ago |
|
13 |
All the things that start with D |
Poem |
2016 |
498 |
8 years ago |
|
14 |
That doesn't bode well for change* |
Poem |
2016 |
358 |
8 years ago |
|
15 |
It takes two |
Poem |
2016 |
331 |
8 years ago |
|
16 |
Shit or get off the pot |
Poem |
2016 |
300 |
8 years ago |
|
17 |
Kyle |
Poem |
2015 |
232 |
8 years ago |
|
18 |
Romance |
Poem |
2015 |
251 |
8 years ago |
|
19 |
Andy |
Poem |
2016 |
256 |
8 years ago |
|
20 |
Risk is a matter of dice and strategy |
Poem |
2016 |
289 |
8 years ago |
|
21 |
Silver linings |
Poem |
2016 |
278 |
8 years ago |
|
22 |
Goodbye |
Poem |
2016 |
274 |
8 years ago |
|
23 |
Misleading |
Poem |
2016 |
323 |
8 years ago |
|
24 |
Trampled grass is greener |
Poem |
2015 |
236 |
8 years ago |
|
25 |
The day he blocked out the sun |
Poem |
2015 |
323 |
8 years ago |
|
26 |
Why John Cage could never be a poet |
Poem |
2015 |
417 |
8 years ago |
|
27 |
The poet seeks a metaphor |
Poem |
2015 |
244 |
8 years ago |
|
28 |
That which is no longer meant for me |
Poem |
2015 |
259 |
8 years ago |
|
29 |
Dependence makes a man these days |
Poem |
2015 |
237 |
8 years ago |
|
30 |
Hibernation |
Poem |
2015 |
225 |
8 years ago |
|
31 |
Hello |
Poem |
2015 |
241 |
8 years ago |
|
32 |
He said “how’s your friend? Or do you even want to talk about it?” |
Poem |
2015 |
302 |
8 years ago |
|
33 |
Irredeemable |
Poem |
2015 |
240 |
8 years ago |
|
34 |
A Writer's Tale |
Poem |
2015 |
251 |
8 years ago |
|
35 |
Strange Vibrations |
Poem |
2015 |
313 |
8 years ago |
|
36 |
Today |
Poem |
2015 |
291 |
9 years ago |
|
37 |
The poet seeks a metaphor |
Poem |
2015 |
251 |
9 years ago |
|
38 |
Getting everything you ever wanted doesn’t make you want less* |
Poem |
2015 |
373 |
9 years ago |
|
39 |
Hope you get laid |
Poem |
2015 |
291 |
9 years ago |
|
40 |
Ain't I a feminist too? |
Poem |
2015 |
238 |
9 years ago |
|
41 |
Love like gasoline |
Poem |
2015 |
232 |
9 years ago |
|
42 |
Black Paintings on White Walls |
Poem |
2015 |
289 |
9 years ago |
|
43 |
Week Six |
Poem |
2015 |
290 |
9 years ago |
|
44 |
Grand master flash and the furious five take over culture studies |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
316 |
9 years ago |
|
45 |
Week Five |
Poem |
2015 |
340 |
9 years ago |
|
46 |
Damn you liner time... |
Poem |
2015 |
256 |
9 years ago |
|
47 |
2006 |
Poem |
2015 |
315 |
9 years ago |
|
48 |
Love is what it is.... |
Poem |
2015 |
303 |
9 years ago |
|
49 |
When love fades… |
Poem |
2015 |
271 |
9 years ago |
|
50 |
Lessons on anguish and anxiety |
Poem |
2015 |
256 |
9 years ago |
|
51 |
Abuse is a learned behaviour |
Poem |
2015 |
217 |
9 years ago |
|
52 |
Darel Dean |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
270 |
9 years ago |
|
53 |
Wanting |
Poem |
2015 |
296 |
9 years ago |
|
54 |
In Bad Faith |
Poem |
2015 |
245 |
9 years ago |
|
55 |
The world is bigger than a poorly built poetry slam |
Poem |
2015 |
230 |
9 years ago |
|
56 |
The Steps to Understanding |
Poem |
2015 |
204 |
9 years ago |
|
57 |
The Science of Self |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
214 |
9 years ago |
|
58 |
The reason I touched my phone during dinner |
Poem |
2015 |
261 |
9 years ago |
|
59 |
Monday the 10 of some month in 2014 |
Poem |
2015 |
237 |
9 years ago |
|
60 |
Perhaps I was also Kierkegaard |
Poem |
2015 |
258 |
9 years ago |
|
61 |
I think I was Sartre in a past life |
Poem |
2015 |
202 |
9 years ago |
|
62 |
Desire itself |
Poem |
2015 |
213 |
9 years ago |
|
63 |
The Ether |
Poem |
2015 |
267 |
9 years ago |
|
64 |
Communication |
Poem |
2015 |
226 |
9 years ago |
|
65 |
Hua Shan |
Poem |
2015 |
236 |
9 years ago |
|
66 |
Creativity and class |
Poem |
2015 |
238 |
9 years ago |
|
67 |
Dear jeans |
Poem |
2015 |
270 |
9 years ago |
|
68 |
Week Three |
Poem |
2015 |
305 |
9 years ago |
|
69 |
Week Two |
Poem |
2015 |
314 |
9 years ago |
|
70 |
Deserving |
Poem |
2015 |
241 |
9 years ago |
|
71 |
I miss you and you’re losing me |
Poem |
2015 |
256 |
9 years ago |
|
72 |
How can I give you what you need when you don’t even know what it is? |
Poem |
2015 |
274 |
9 years ago |
|
73 |
Mutuality and the selfish stone |
Poem |
2015 |
217 |
9 years ago |
|
74 |
Maybe we should sleep on it tonight |
Poem |
2015 |
262 |
9 years ago |
|
75 |
“I may not always love you” |
Poem |
2015 |
305 |
9 years ago |
|
76 |
Some things will never change |
Poem |
2015 |
246 |
9 years ago |
|
77 |
Week One |
Poem |
2015 |
428 |
9 years ago |
|
78 |
“I like you enough to take that risk” |
Poem |
2015 |
270 |
9 years ago |
|
79 |
Cacophony |
Poem |
2015 |
263 |
9 years ago |
|
80 |
September 31st 2015 |
Poem |
2015 |
456 |
9 years ago |
|
81 |
On being and nothingness |
Poem |
2015 |
231 |
9 years ago |
|
82 |
All the things you need that I can’t give |
Poem |
2015 |
219 |
9 years ago |
|
83 |
Remember that time you said you never go back…. |
Poem |
2015 |
224 |
9 years ago |
|
84 |
Things I would say to you if I knew I was dying tomorrow |
Poem |
2015 |
230 |
9 years ago |
|
85 |
The day God parted the sky (for Beavis) |
Poem |
2015 |
277 |
9 years ago |
|
86 |
Scattered Souls |
Poem |
2015 |
404 |
9 years ago |
|
87 |
Watership Down |
Poem |
2015 |
305 |
9 years ago |
|
88 |
Folk-music façade |
Poem |
2015 |
235 |
9 years ago |
|
89 |
One of us has been institutionalized against our will; the other is still picking egg-shells from her feet |
Poem |
2015 |
220 |
9 years ago |
|
90 |
Untitled |
Poem |
2015 |
291 |
9 years ago |
|
91 |
The invention of a meth addict |
Poem |
2015 |
508 |
9 years ago |
|
92 |
Lexicon love |
Poem |
2015 |
303 |
9 years ago |
|
93 |
Trust |
Poem |
2015 |
381 |
9 years ago |
|
94 |
To get into Heaven |
Poem |
2014 |
273 |
9 years ago |
|
95 |
Alarm lit alliances |
Poem |
2014 |
419 |
9 years ago |
|
96 |
Your words are yours |
Poem |
2014 |
392 |
9 years ago |
|
97 |
What a cloudy night |
Prose |
2014 |
292 |
9 years ago |
|
98 |
For the times they are a changin’ |
Poem |
2014 |
238 |
9 years ago |
|
99 |
When you call me beautiful |
Poem |
2014 |
365 |
9 years ago |
|
100 |
Writers’ brick wall all up in your face* |
Poem |
2014 |
302 |
9 years ago |
|
101 |
Enough’s enough |
Poem |
2014 |
240 |
9 years ago |
|
102 |
When Kili met Tauriel |
Prose |
2014 |
291 |
9 years ago |
|
103 |
Jon |
Poem |
2014 |
221 |
9 years ago |
|
104 |
Now I’m convincing myself |
Poem |
2014 |
294 |
9 years ago |
|
105 |
I <3 Stuart hall |
Poem |
2014 |
229 |
9 years ago |
|
106 |
Be gentle he says |
Poem |
2014 |
317 |
9 years ago |
|
107 |
I said what about breakfast at Tiffany’s |
Poem |
2014 |
225 |
9 years ago |
|
108 |
Uncle Den |
Poem |
2014 |
246 |
9 years ago |
|
109 |
You are like having the flu |
Prose |
2014 |
348 |
9 years ago |
|
110 |
Must love dogs and awkward ducklings |
Poem |
2014 |
318 |
10 years ago |
|
111 |
Strangers and girlfriends |
Poem |
2014 |
264 |
10 years ago |
|
112 |
Perspective, not just a slut who doesn’t put out |
Poem |
2014 |
309 |
10 years ago |
|
113 |
I am hence forth utilitarian |
Prose |
2014 |
287 |
10 years ago |
|
114 |
A perfect score |
Poem |
2014 |
326 |
10 years ago |
|
115 |
My privilege is showing |
Poem |
2014 |
289 |
10 years ago |
|
116 |
Man up |
Poem |
2014 |
246 |
10 years ago |
|
117 |
Be Bond |
Poem |
2014 |
247 |
10 years ago |
|
118 |
Said the pen to humanity |
Poem |
2014 |
255 |
10 years ago |
|
119 |
So did this friendship |
Poem |
2014 |
279 |
10 years ago |
|
120 |
The banks of indecision |
Prose |
2014 |
313 |
10 years ago |
|
121 |
I can’t date you on literary principle |
Prose |
2014 |
253 |
10 years ago |
|
122 |
Your coffee was cold anyways |
Prose |
2014 |
250 |
10 years ago |
|
123 |
Meth labs blow up…shit happens |
Poem |
2014 |
294 |
10 years ago |
|
124 |
This land isn’t our land any more |
Prose |
2014 |
399 |
10 years ago |
|
125 |
To cut around the bullshit |
Poem |
2014 |
296 |
10 years ago |
|
126 |
Wow, you have that song on your iPod (I can’t un-do the pain) |
Prose |
2014 |
276 |
10 years ago |
|
127 |
Fuck Pandora’s Box, Plato’s Cave brought the world misery |
Poem |
2014 |
427 |
10 years ago |
|
128 |
For the record I have no problem calling you Grandma Cunt |
Poem |
2014 |
538 |
10 years ago |
|
129 |
Coffee? |
Poem |
2014 |
481 |
10 years ago |
|
130 |
These times are uncertain |
Poem |
2014 |
350 |
10 years ago |
|
131 |
This poem is TMI |
Poem |
2014 |
355 |
10 years ago |
|
132 |
Poetic Poverty |
Poem |
2014 |
353 |
10 years ago |
|
133 |
Ashley bits, Collect them all, Some assembly required |
Poem |
2014 |
369 |
10 years ago |
|
134 |
2pm on the docks |
Poem |
2014 |
340 |
10 years ago |
|
135 |
I can’t fuckin escape you |
Poem |
2014 |
314 |
10 years ago |
|
136 |
I hope that I don’t fall in-love with you* |
Poem |
2014 |
328 |
10 years ago |
|
137 |
Feminism’s dead |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
454 |
10 years ago |
|
138 |
Coffee + Whiskey + Yoga = Greif |
Poem |
2014 |
311 |
10 years ago |
|
139 |
Mourning reflections |
Poem |
2014 |
366 |
10 years ago |
|
140 |
Kayak lessons |
Poem |
2014 |
374 |
10 years ago |
|
141 |
Mom and Cheryl went to bingo |
Poem |
2014 |
319 |
10 years ago |
|
142 |
An add for one night stands |
Poem |
2014 |
281 |
10 years ago |
|
143 |
Let’s find you a couch* |
Poem |
2014 |
286 |
10 years ago |
|
144 |
I wanted to grow up and be nothing like you |
Poem |
2014 |
274 |
10 years ago |
|
145 |
But your eyes can't read anymore |
Poem |
2014 |
274 |
10 years ago |
|
146 |
I should have kissed you last night |
Poem |
2014 |
249 |
10 years ago |
|
147 |
If I could turn back time |
Poem |
2014 |
250 |
10 years ago |
|
148 |
The gravity of existence grows heavier the farther you get from point A to point B* |
Poem |
2014 |
286 |
10 years ago |
|
149 |
Tequila makes the façade fall off |
Poem |
2014 |
332 |
10 years ago |
|
150 |
It would be Gibson’s |
Poem |
2014 |
243 |
10 years ago |
|
151 |
I have loved to the point of madness* |
Poem |
2014 |
353 |
10 years ago |
|
152 |
Sangria |
Poem |
2014 |
281 |
10 years ago |
|
153 |
One of these metaphors is me the other is you |
Poem |
2014 |
328 |
10 years ago |
|
154 |
I’m giving up on you |
Poem |
2014 |
266 |
10 years ago |
|
155 |
I loved therefore I lost |
Poem |
2014 |
343 |
10 years ago |
|
156 |
Qualm before the storm |
Poem |
2014 |
329 |
10 years ago |
|
157 |
Utilitarianism |
Poem |
2014 |
308 |
10 years ago |
|
158 |
Least we forget |
Poem |
2014 |
346 |
10 years ago |
|
159 |
Pre-Socratic philosophers suck |
Poem |
2014 |
250 |
10 years ago |
|
160 |
Next week read appendix three: existentialism |
Poem |
2014 |
244 |
10 years ago |
|
161 |
Sometimes I wish you’d read Kant |
Poem |
2014 |
315 |
10 years ago |
|
162 |
Distance |
Poem |
2014 |
493 |
10 years ago |
|
163 |
Love's labour's lust |
Poem |
2014 |
406 |
10 years ago |
|
164 |
More is less |
Poem |
2014 |
372 |
10 years ago |
|
165 |
Overwhelmed |
Poem |
2014 |
291 |
10 years ago |
|
166 |
To the arrogant, silver spoon fuck sitting behind me, mocking the prof |
Poem |
2014 |
309 |
10 years ago |
|
167 |
Thanks for the perfect Valentines Day |
Poem |
2014 |
215 |
10 years ago |
|
168 |
It’s the shampoo |
Poem |
2014 |
339 |
10 years ago |
|
169 |
Identity |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
359 |
10 years ago |
|
170 |
Flames flicker out, stars go supernova, and love is just lust living the luxurious life |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
356 |
10 years ago |
|
171 |
Leopards can’t change their spots |
Poem |
2014 |
277 |
10 years ago |
|
172 |
HTC’s memory |
Poem |
2014 |
303 |
10 years ago |
|
173 |
Are you panicking yet? |
Poem |
2014 |
298 |
10 years ago |
|
174 |
I see you and I can’t |
Poem |
2014 |
317 |
10 years ago |
|
175 |
How can I miss something that doesn’t miss me * |
Poem |
2014 |
376 |
10 years ago |
|
176 |
My corners’ are bent* |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
461 |
10 years ago |
|
177 |
You can be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love * |
Poem |
2014 |
813 |
10 years ago |
|
178 |
It was a good doom full of laughter* |
Poem |
2014 |
318 |
10 years ago |
|
179 |
We have and always will exist at zero |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
536 |
10 years ago |
|
180 |
Alaska is warmer than KW this winter |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
272 |
10 years ago |
|
181 |
Romantic Genocide |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
361 |
10 years ago |
|
182 |
You get off the hook so easy |
Poem |
2014 |
286 |
10 years ago |
|
183 |
Long-wave energy gets trapped in the clouds |
Poem |
2014 |
269 |
10 years ago |
|
184 |
‘Happiness lies in that which never goes but simply is’ |
Poem |
2014 |
341 |
10 years ago |
|
185 |
Criminal justice grads score the worse on LSAT |
Poem |
2014 |
347 |
10 years ago |
|
186 |
The rambling rabbit rambles |
Poem |
2014 |
431 |
10 years ago |
|
187 |
Can we talk? |
Poem |
2014 |
374 |
10 years ago |
|
188 |
I should go |
Poem |
2014 |
345 |
10 years ago |
|
189 |
I broke like the condom |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
321 |
10 years ago |
|
190 |
A happy man is too satisfied with the present to dwell too much in the future* |
Poem |
2014 |
357 |
10 years ago |
|
191 |
My Aunt and I talked soul mates last night |
Poem |
2013 |
368 |
10 years ago |
|
192 |
Mandela |
Poem |
2013 |
343 |
10 years ago |
|
193 |
Breathless |
Poem |
2014 |
329 |
10 years ago |
|
194 |
Rue |
Poem |
2014 |
333 |
10 years ago |
|
195 |
Perhaps I was nervous |
Poem |
2014 |
299 |
10 years ago |
|
196 |
The laughter is deafening |
Poem |
2014 |
360 |
10 years ago |
|
197 |
True love is choice |
Poem |
2013 |
348 |
10 years ago |
|
198 |
Mutual mathematics |
Poem |
2013 |
334 |
10 years ago |
|
199 |
Pop those water wings and drown |
Poem |
2013 |
270 |
10 years ago |
|
200 |
Not who I am |
Poem |
2013 |
389 |
10 years ago |
|
201 |
Lucky for you I am only rude in my poems which you never read |
Poem |
2013 |
375 |
10 years ago |
|
202 |
Good thing I have fast reflexes other wise you’d burn deep |
Poem |
2013 |
303 |
10 years ago |
|
203 |
I paint self portraits because I am so often alone…because I am the person I know best* |
Poem |
2013 |
509 |
10 years ago |
|
204 |
She loves like we are all worth the air in the room* |
Poem |
2013 |
291 |
10 years ago |
|
205 |
I currently think you are an asshole |
Poem |
2013 |
316 |
10 years ago |
|
206 |
Taking back Dallas 2.0 |
Poem |
2013 |
240 |
10 years ago |
|
207 |
You were the world’s worst muse |
Poem |
2013 |
330 |
10 years ago |
|
208 |
Acceptance must be accepted for it to work |
Poem |
2013 |
282 |
10 years ago |
|
209 |
It was an okay bus ride |
Poem |
2013 |
163 |
10 years ago |
|
210 |
We fuck like dirty dishes |
Poem |
2013 |
285 |
10 years ago |
|
211 |
Friendship is not prostitution you can’t just buy it |
Poem |
2013 |
248 |
10 years ago |
|
212 |
We never could find our balance |
Poem |
2013 |
287 |
10 years ago |
|
213 |
Rumours has it Banksy refused |
Poem |
2013 |
274 |
10 years ago |
|
214 |
Perspective is a slut who never puts out |
Poem |
2013 |
265 |
10 years ago |
|
215 |
All I want for Christmas is you your call |
Poem |
2013 |
284 |
10 years ago |
|
216 |
Happy Birthday to your God complex |
Poem |
2013 |
420 |
10 years ago |
|
217 |
You deserve it Ashley* |
Poem |
2013 |
317 |
10 years ago |
|
218 |
Cinnamon hearts and two eggs shells |
Poem |
2013 |
233 |
11 years ago |
|
219 |
Let me know if I can help out, I could cover the cost of one school for you* |
Poem |
2013 |
309 |
11 years ago |
|
220 |
If Scott Pilgrim wanted to date me he’d have to kill thirteen men to do it |
Poem |
2013 |
301 |
11 years ago |
|
221 |
It’s just a broken van |
Poem |
2013 |
348 |
11 years ago |
|
222 |
Back to December |
Poem |
2013 |
391 |
11 years ago |
|
223 |
Tomorrow morning |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
359 |
11 years ago |
|
224 |
I want to go back to bed |
Poem |
2013 |
317 |
11 years ago |
|
225 |
Sex with him makes me miss sex with you |
Poem |
2013 |
505 |
11 years ago |
|
226 |
I don’t want to go to Marc’s party |
Poem |
2013 |
332 |
11 years ago |
|
227 |
Improvraa |
Poem |
2013 |
398 |
11 years ago |
|
228 |
Right or wrong is determined when one side is too exhausted to argue for their side* |
Poem |
2013 |
329 |
11 years ago |
|
229 |
You need to confront your problems head on* |
Poem |
2013 |
315 |
11 years ago |
|
230 |
The opposing ring finger |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
384 |
11 years ago |
|
231 |
There is nothing like the revelation of change |
Poem |
2013 |
308 |
11 years ago |
|
232 |
Moving too fast scares the fuck out of me…always has always will |
Poem |
2013 |
327 |
11 years ago |
|
233 |
Stop stealing people’s spot lights |
Poem |
2013 |
326 |
11 years ago |
|
234 |
Why do I write in coffee shops again? |
Poem |
2013 |
265 |
11 years ago |
|
235 |
He has no idea what he is missing |
Poem |
2013 |
280 |
11 years ago |
|
236 |
I don’t know what to do with this painting |
Poem |
2013 |
366 |
11 years ago |
|
237 |
S comes before Mart when spelling smart for a reason |
Poem |
2013 |
276 |
11 years ago |
|
238 |
I take love for granted |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
481 |
11 years ago |
|
239 |
Sometimes I wish we all had Down syndrome |
Poem |
2013 |
440 |
11 years ago |
|
240 |
Wish in one poem shit in the other…. |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
387 |
11 years ago |
|
241 |
What do you want? |
Poem |
2013 |
358 |
11 years ago |
|
242 |
I hauled out the old computer, looks like wireless card is there, will have to hunt down the antenna* |
Poem |
2013 |
294 |
11 years ago |
|
243 |
Communication is key |
Poem |
2013 |
262 |
11 years ago |
|
244 |
This one’s for believing if only for it’s sake* |
Poem |
Recommened Reads |
588 |
11 years ago |
|
245 |
The place where I am over things (390 Albert Street) |
Poem |
2013 |
299 |
11 years ago |
|
246 |
Thanks for the dance |
Poem |
2013 |
384 |
11 years ago |
|
247 |
Don’t you just hate pants |
Poem |
2013 |
709 |
11 years ago |
|
248 |
You are too good at putting knots in my hair |
Poem |
2013 |
347 |
11 years ago |
|
249 |
Oh… and I love you |
Poem |
2013 |
336 |
11 years ago |
|
250 |
I feel like a forgotten slam poet knocked out in the first round due to a time penalty |
Poem |
2013 |
344 |
11 years ago |
