Have you ever written a poem about someone you hate that was so scathing, so unrestrained with its hatred, that once it’s finished you don’t feel as angry about the people, even though you still hate them?
I have.
It’s like poetry chemo. Using poison to kill off the effects of poisonous people.
It might be the best thing I’ve done all summer.
I have.
It’s like poetry chemo. Using poison to kill off the effects of poisonous people.
It might be the best thing I’ve done all summer.
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