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  • Olden Times

    I’m not sure anyone will necessarily think this is funny but it amused me. If you want a good time, go back to your old emails and read them. Share them. To: MedicatedLady From: Poeticgrin Date: 2/21/05 MEMO: It has come to my attention that some members of this staff feel that it is professional…

  • Breadcrumb Scabs

    My poems Patio Gas Can and Since the Day I Was Born will be published in the 10th issue of Breadcrumb Scabs Magazine, one issue after Bryan Borland makes his debut in the same. Why can’t I ever be first? This is just like the time he won the creative writing award in Mrs. Matheny’s…

  • Dear Medicated Lady: the Column

    Dear Medicated Lady,   “Can you define ‘irony’?”   Paul   Dearest Paul,   I am reading a book about this schizophrenic lady who goes on rants, creating the proverbial word salad. Now. I shall attempt to answer your question in the same format.   Irony? Because I need more iron siren, crying. Do you…

  • Erica

    IF HER NAME HAD BEEN ERICA *Poem written by poeticgrin If her name had been Erica, things would have worked out differently. In fifth grade the stylist would have given her a Hollywood hairdo rather than a too-short perm and JC would have noticed her then, and invited her to watch him play football. He…

  • I Thought You’d Like To Know

    I thought you’d like to know that this Dayquil is making me tic like crazy. It’s like the ticking of yesteryear. Argh!

  • Best Not

    Best not ask if She speaks Easy You never know what She might say or when or who She might Offend Never mind the look, a glimmer from some old, beaten Dream Else you strike the match Rage

  • Wish-less

    If I wished at all I would not wish you well I’d wish for hell For you to burn And turn fitful In your waking and night dreams I’d wish for your demise That if you couldn’t be happy with me You couldn’t be happy at all I’d wish for your joy to be extinguished…

  • A Happy Poem

    The walls are vacant The laughter has died All, all the gray has left a putrid residue of black The Abyss has opened up and swallowed us all whole

  • Crazy

    Crazy I was crazy once The birds flew around my head Nested in my hair I laughed Ha Ha He He You made me like this You made me insane Ha Ha He He The peptwat inside screams Sounds like a little old lady in heat Time ticks slowly, quickly I look for you Long…

  • Temp

    Settle in your new chair At your new computer At your new desk Into your new hairdo Your new clothes Your new friends Your new life And know you’re your same old self And you will forever burn For what you’ve done