Month: December 2025

my birthday was today right before a national tragedy is that why i am the way i am or is it some other convoluted reason? i have been eating through books like money grows on trees thirty bucks a volume, but it must be worth the escape it brings how shameful seventeen now and still… Continue reading TRAGIC Poem: bones., by Olivia Harris

A body putrefied is more preferable than a body airfried because butter and old bay on a body testified to be better when cooked live because a body fished from the chesapeake bay is said to be a body cursed if you humanely kill before throwing a body destined to float a vat of boiling… Continue reading TRAGIC Poem: “To Airfry a Crab”, by Thomas Page