PoetryJanuary 31, 2008 2:02 pm
give a shit about cats, but my room mate and her new find from the subway won’t let me sleep. it blows. it’s 150 am.
I am writing again. One of the exercises I am working with are Found Picture Poems. I often find images on the Internet that I enjoy. They usually inspire me to write a little something or laugh so I am going to use them to create little poems. Here is the first one, Ice Deer: