Gadi.

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! EMOOOOO! NO!!! Our Web site has a particular infuriation when it comes down to emo poems. This poem is what most people on this Web site would call emo. ...

In the Shadows of Trees We walk in the darkness of Balboa Park after the Glass Menagerie. A flock of geese showers in the succulence of grass, squawks and then ...

I will close the door, and soon I will be left all alone again, me and the photographs, the cold expressionless walls that speak only in silence. To their liberators, ...

She was a babelicious beast wiith hairy armpits and a hairy lip and she meowed like a gorilla and that really turned me on, darling, really did, and it still ...

Meh. You've had much better, believe me--this was a piece of mediocre, coming from YWS's official script writer. Basically, it had a pooping plot. Too preachy, yes, too cliche, too ...

Hey! This poem is quite puzzling. I read it twice already, and I really can't understand it. What is your America? You keep saying neurotic, and I agree-it's completely unpoetic--and ...

Soup Kitchen He says his ma has six kids, as if he usually tells that to people who don’t even ask. Sometimes, the potato slime doesn’t seem as coarse, less ...

Hey! Thanks for the crit, by the way... Now, for Purple. First off, a great practice would be for you to start using good grammer all the time, on this ...

I am going to get dreadlocks. They're so cool. This poem is hilarious. It's funny how minimal your poems are, and yet how condensed they are. Simple amazing.

I can't be sure, but wasn't there loads of fires somewhere in America earlier this year or something? Because that's what this bit reminded me of. I could be wrong, ...

Woah. I have to disagree with everyone on here... this was one of your best. Yeah. I was blown away by your impressive metaphors, "I wish I were a fable", ...

So, what you've got here is a perfectly good poem...that "rambles". "Rambles" in the sense of the word that it talks about nothing. Why do I think so? First, you ...

Haha hilarious. "a tutu for your naked flesh"...genius. However, Snoink, there is a MAJOR, MAJOR problem. A problem that can only be solved with the help of... the metaphormeister! METAPHORMEISTER: ...

The Exodus They eat the darkness, spread it with jelly from Auschwitz, from Treblinka, the lemon curd and marzipan that slumped in the faults of bodies. The photographs are fragile, ...

April 15 I learn to wade through oceans and seas. The fish nibble on my toes and the birds chew on my hair. I am not the parasite: seas, oceans, ...