Lear: And my poor fool is hanged. No, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no more, never, never, never.
Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, sir.
O, O, O, O.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Rice Rejects McClellan's Book ...
and Pebble Lake Review rejects yours truly.
I just don't get it.
Tides of My Hair, Where I'm Pendulous & Dank, and Coughing Up Dark Bits are among my best poems ;)
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