Excerpt from my upcoming article for the Horror Writers Association! I had so much fun writing about my love of dirty poetry
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Tied face down in my bed
Ass up as I give you dirty head
Hit it from the back
Give that ass a slap
Grind deep into those hips
Make the drool slip from those lips
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I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter//Snow and Dirty Rain, Richard Siken
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- Hieu Minh Nguyen, Teacher's Pet.
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My HWA newsletter article came out today! Had a lot of fun writing about my love of “dirty” poetry. Check the whole article out with the link!
https://horror.org/private/newsletter/article/blood-spades-52/
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— Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain from Crush (via lunamonchtuna)
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“Here is the river, and here is the box, and here are the monsters we put in the box to test our strength against. Here is the cake, and here is the fork, and here’s the desire to put it inside us.”
Snow and Dirty Rain by Richard Siken
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duenorth
city contains more
than i can ask for, yet,
it lacks what's needed
to keep soul afloat.
mystic healing retreat;
faux redemption
under nourishment
from nameless stream.
i plead with the essence
to allow me to recede
from hazy fixations
decorating the mundane.
can't tell if the structure
is natural, or exists
on a predicate: that we
remain in darkness,
deceived by faintest
sliver of light.
we'd be strung up if they knew
of unhatched plots
born from dereliction.
can we blame them
for being so obscene,
when so many
clamor to be free?
talons sink deeper
when the nest is threatened.
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But, these are my emotional support fic ideas. If I write them down then they won’t be rattling around like loose change in the dryer of my mind, and then what would I do with all that silence. Sleep? Have a moment of peace? Yeah right. I see right through you bucko.
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