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Mad Poet Enchained | Sean Michael on writing, madness, and prison…
Sean Michael on writing, madness, and prison…. August 15, 2015. Today in group therapy, we discussed personal boundaries. The first question was about boundaries between countries and states, and as we went on, we discussed individual boundaries. August 13, 2015. August 1, 2015. Sean Michael, July 2015. Sitting in a prison transport van. Shackled hand and foot. As we wait at the gas station. I watch the people. Starving for contact with the outside world. The windows on the van are tinted so I can see.
Mad Poet Files - I'm not a target shooter. I'm a gunfighter.
I'm not a target shooter. I'm a gunfighter. Social Media and Politics. I do not believe that I will convince anyone to change their mind on matters of politics through a Facebook post. If you and I are of a similar mind, what I say might get a “heck yeah”. If you’re opposed, it’ll get an “oh no he didn’t! This is a preview of. Social Media and Politics. Read the full post (469 words, estimated 1:53 mins reading time). January 30, 2017. This is a preview of. 2018 Mad Poet Files. Powered by Pinboard Theme.
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Memoirs of a Mad Poet
Memoirs of a Mad Poet. Wednesday, March 25, 2009. When we lived on Carlton Way (Between Gower and Bronson - 1 block south of Hollywood Blvd.), which was quite awhile, we didn't have a car. Of course, we didn't have a car in Kansas City either, but then it didn't take two hours to get somewhere on a bus, cabs were a LOT cheaper, and we had life long friends. Which made for a lot of boredom (in Hollywood? But at the time, it did. People probably don't even know what these are today! Posted by evvy garrett.
Steven Smith – Just another WordPress site
Just another WordPress site. Scroll down to content. October 30, 2017. Welcome to WordPress. This is your first post. Edit or delete it, then start writing! Proudly powered by WordPress.
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Poetry in Madison, Wisconsin
A listing of poetry, events, information and resources for Madison, Wisconsin, and environs. More poetry is said to come from Wisconsin than any other state in the Union. Badger State Banner, 4/10/1885, from Wisconsin Death Trip by Michael Lesy. If you have any problems with the site. By all means send us interesting poetry. Send us images, sound files, or attachments unless specifically requested UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. DO NOT.
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Mad Poets & Ghostwriters | Nick Vittum's blog of poetry, prose, ponderings, and whatever else happens.
Mad Poets and Ghostwriters. Beginnings. . . May 7, 2010 · 3:35 PM. You wrote: A man leaves a woman for another and wakes up. In a room with morning light and a vase he doesn’t recognize. Full of hydrangeas, mauve petals of hydrangeas. You might have written: A man leaves a woman for another. He’s never met and wakes up in a room drenched in moonlight. And sweat. Through the open window, the whine of mosquitoes,. The rumble of distant bullfrogs. I wrote: A woman leaves a man for the woman he’ll never be.
