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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | On "Liberalism" | seannelson | 2 | 16 years 5 months ago |
| Story | GREAT PHILOSOPHERS ZINGERED | seannelson | 2 | 16 years 5 months ago |
| Story | ON PREVENTING TERROR STRIKES | seannelson | 4 | 16 years 7 months ago |
| Story | I Hit the Bar Last Night | seannelson | 2 | 16 years 7 months ago |
| Story | On Israel's Right to Exist | seannelson | 3 | 16 years 8 months ago |
| Story | On China and Pinot Grigio | seannelson | 2 | 16 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Oregon Coast Haiku | seannelson | 3 | 16 years 8 months ago |
| Story | On Poetry and Money | seannelson | 3 | 16 years 8 months ago |
| Story | On Hitler, Nazis, and Democracy | seannelson | 2 | 16 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Down With Democracy | seannelson | 2 | 16 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Pizza in America | seannelson | 6 | 16 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Fuck Mainstream America | seannelson | 3 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Forum topic | Anti-War Poetry | patmac | 11 | 19 years 8 months ago |
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scenes from the next century
the politician tells his lie the spokesman fixes his tie the musician plays his chords the construction-man nails his boards the artillery officer salutes the philosopher refutes
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Father Keyboard
father keyboard, please hear my confession I didn't spend enough time with my grandma and too much with her T.V. ; I brought a knife to grade school though I never meant to pull it ;
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an amnesia poem
bars and taxi-cabs, friends and highways, philosophers and arabs, the beloved counselor who'd serve me tea, the times I was jailed and the times I was freed all live on in my memory
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fear and loathing in the grocery store
the robotic doors open through meters of air to beckon you in to the richly packed shelves through which you must navigate and dodge sprinting toddlers and suburban anarchists
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- 930 reads
an apartment poem
no prison cell with waves of humanimal sound no rockets overhead, no brave and bloody battleground no posh night-club where sex and fruit vodkas abound
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- 610 reads