My Brown Skin by Hakim Kangsworth
Free verse is the drizzling shits, and yet I wrote a free verse poem (about the oddly specific topic of “jerking off over one’s skin color”) because I like torturing […]
Free verse is the drizzling shits, and yet I wrote a free verse poem (about the oddly specific topic of “jerking off over one’s skin color”) because I like torturing […]
And here it is, the last poem I submitted to Atop the Cliffs. I’ll get around to writing some new ones…eventually. Whenever it is that the inspiration to write more poetry strikes […]
Yet another poem of mine was published on Atop the Cliffs: and this poem is 99% original content! (The other 1% is an allusion to The Garden by HP Lovecraft). I […]
Hey look kids, it’s another Larsen Halleck original poem, originally published on Atop the Cliffs and now reposted here for your edification: On Iron by Larsen Halleck Then-I strained myself again and […]
Shock and awe—Larsen Halleck is something of a poet when he’s not kicking ass and taking names. I understand that new readers may find this surprising, but again, the whole […]
Before I can review Ovid: Robert Heinlein once said that “every generation thinks that they invented sex”-that’s certainly true of both the generation that idolized Heinlein’s Stranger In A Strange […]