I can’t explain how much this made me laugh.
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Mockingpen
You’re the saddest writer that ever was
Writer sees, writer does
Melancholy verse on love and loss
Coating pages in sorrowful gloss
Make the world cry, oh writer of mine
Pen away your soul, as you softly pine
Never smile, leave that for the sun
Happiness a frightened fox on the run
There is no sorrow in the rain
Storybook descriptions of loss and pain
You’ll write until your bones decay
Ink washes the feelings away
Yet still after every poem
There’s nothing but darkness in your home
Hey y’all,
I continue to be thrilled by all the great submissions I get every day — it’s a lot of work sifting through them, but it makes me happy seeing how many of you have taken up the form and done your own things with it.
If you like this site and you don’t have a copy of Newspaper Blackout, you’ll really love it. It’s only $10. Makes a great stocking stuffer.
I have a new book coming out called Steal Like An Artist—it’s a kind of sequel to Blackout, and contains all the advice I have to give to artists who are starting out. It comes out in late February, but it’s available for pre-order for only $6 right now!
Finally, you can get some of my best blackout poems as fine art prints for as little as $20.
Anyways, happy holidays and thanks for all your good work — keep the poems coming. I’m going on book tour next spring, so I hope to see some of you around! Holler at me any time over on Twitter (or Facebook, I’m on there less, but I jump on it a few times a week…)
All the best,
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I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.
Charles Bukowski (via mourningspirit)
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I hope I haven’t posted it yet… but that’s Taemin’s power
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