Why I Write slam submission
it's wording will infest
the cautious corners of your mind
take root in the corn-row creases of your brain
and send blooms out your mouth
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If I'd gone outside I would have sweat until I melted into a puddle, so I chose to sit in the kitchen until the air conditioning dried my skin into cracking crevices that exposed my bloody interior. Such was the afternoon I subscribed to Power Poetry. Poetry is a sort of maddness.
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