Under the cut are all my best poems. There are 22 in all, and they go in chronological order (as far as the year goes; I know that a few are flip-flopped and you'd prolly only notice if you knew the exact subject matter). The oldest are from 2006, and the last few are from the beginning of this year. 
The reason I posted them was really so I could ( Read more... )

Ouija Boards: bogus game or credible link to the other side?

Out of recent experiences, I am curious to know what you all think.

Ja Ne

Life is delicious.

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I am your worst nightmare, Braxton!
I am... (takes off plumed hat to reveal a cascade of curls)...YOUR FATHER!

...Wait, that's not the line...

If you know why I'm anxious, thank you.

Facebook. I have one now. Go find me, mon amis.

Ahhhhhhhhhh.

Why is it, at eleven fifty-two at night, I suddenly realize,

Crap, I DO miss him...

But at the same time, you feel almost nothing for him.

Oh, good lord. I should be shot.

Well, I auditioned for Little Women, and I got Beth! I play the piano AND die in the end!!
Not the lead, but A lead, all the same. I'm very happy!

Okay, so I looked at the cast list for the Sweeney Todd movie, nearly wet myself.

I cannot effing WAIT to see this.