sleight of mouth poetry and i talked and talked and talked; i couldn’t stop, lest everyone see how incompetent i felt myself to be, covering it over in misdirection and subterfuge, hoping to fool all of you. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
thanks; those thoughts all came from my brit lit class in which i never feel like i have the faintest idea of what i’m talking about.
Fantastic. My favorite piece of the last month.
thanks; those thoughts all came from my brit lit class in which i never feel like i have the faintest idea of what i’m talking about.
I might have borrowed the title.
But you spelled your title better. That is embarrassing.
luckily corrections are easy to make…