Arithmophobia: Haikus
Denzel Washington would be proud of my math grades Algebra is hard Exorcising a math demon is much, much harder than it seems AP Calculus makes Training Day look like a tasty piece of cake
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Denzel Washington would be proud of my math grades Algebra is hard Exorcising a math demon is much, much harder than it seems AP Calculus makes Training Day look like a tasty piece of cake
Read More Arithmophobia: HaikusMath is my nemesis. It is the Luther to my Superman, the Decipticon to my Bumblebee, the Mojo Jojo to my Buttercup. I feel like most writers can empathize with the struggle to control numbers, as we use the right side of our brain to do really complex things like write beautiful sentences, paint-by-numbers, and […]
Read More Arithmophobia, or, Why Math Sucks (And is Also Awesome)Sara’s (NoH) poem. Her word was “grace”. This is a very rough draft and I’m not sure how I feel about any of it except I really love the last line. I will probably include another Grace poem soon. Grace: The Host Your features poses pleasantly for calling company why, hello–and curtsey–and thank you–and twirl […]
Read More Grace: Poetry Project SaturdayMy father is half black and half Irish. My mom is pretty much 100% English. That makes me half black Irish and half English. But my dad grew up in Cleveland, and my mom grew up in the boondocks of New York on a dairy farm. So, basically, I’m 100% American, but half rural and […]
Read More Pet Peeve Wednesday: Hyphenated-AmericansGlassy-eyed demons wait for the children to sleep to launch their attack Josefina took poorly my comparison to that Samara Nip the Cat did not take to the cause well he’s in Fido’s mouth
Read More Pediophobia: HaikusDolls are terrifying. We’ve already covered how I was scared of my American Girl Josefina doll here, but that was the tip of the iceberg… Metaphorically speaking. I had Samantha, Kit, and one unnamed American Girl doll. Sure, while they were fun to play with, they were also planning to mutiny. It wasn’t that […]
Read More Pediophobia: Fear of DollsIt’s Poetry Project Saturday! Here is Coloradoan Raylene P.’s poem for her word “equate.” I.. somehow made this poem kind of sexy, and I don’t know how that happened. Equate First, outside, inside, last- our breathing ragged, the subtraction complete. The signs are all there: we are divided, but nonplussed by the solution. We were […]
Read More Raylene: Equate (Poetry Project, Week 7)Marie Antoinette: Wow, the 99% sure have gotten a lot less feisty. Someone let them eat cake, didn’t they? Smart move, politicians, smart move. Note: According to wikipedia (which, let’s be honest, isn’t the most reliable of sources), Marie Antoinette was actually very charitable and never used the phrase “let them eat cake.” But for […]
Read More If Historical Figures Were Alive Today: Week 5I am quite a fan of language. I think that’s basically the number one requirement for being a writer. I’d also like to think that I’m a good fan, and not one of those ones that requires a restraining order. Maybe not the number one fan (I don’t always know where to put a comma), […]
Read More Pet Peeve: Double NegativesI love horror movies. I love the great ones and I love the terrible ones. I’m pretty sure we’ve established that. I also love horror movie satires, parodies, and spoofs. But I have very high standards for my satire. Why? Because satire is probably one of the smartest forms of comedy out there. It is […]
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