that’s how our parasites must feel about our hearts. What a racket, all that pounding. Shut up shut up.
7 poems completed this week, 17 total completed poems, 6 poems in process, 5 recorded performances on youtube. We’re halfway through this marathon and we are going to have a goddamn book. Get in on the ground floor with a handmade postcard or tiny book featuring excerpts from The Rabbit Poems (and feed us while we write!) here. Or, you know, just buy us a beer when we come in from writing for some Jeopardy. It all sort of comes out in the wash.
