Fiction
Realistic fiction and a dollop of magical realism.
Genre
Science fiction and fantasy.
Live
Improvised stories told live around a virtual Halloween campfire.
Poetry
Just a few samples, from formal and free verse to limericks.
Lit crit
Essays on various literary topics.
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Raphael Koster.
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A limerick contest was started
By those who believed themselves artists
But their verse was a bomb
Delivered sans aplomb
And only last place was awarded.
Some men see themselves as satyrs--
Insatiable, sexy, bed-baiters.
Let's talk about grooming--
Hairy legs and horns looming
Won't make the satyr be able to sate her.
This girl thought herself a vixen
And dined upon men with the fixin's
But all the red dresses
Got stained with the messes
When she failed to get all of her licks in.
Bad verse tends to the salacious;
Bodily functions amaze us.
Public mitosis
and bad halitosis
And limericks tend not to be gracious.
The limerick's the lowest form of verse
As humor, only bad puns rank worse.
But we're not at the nadir--
Nobody gets PAID here
For literarily analyzaling our ums and ers.
Poor fellow uses verse as a crutch
For seduction and loving and such
But a pen is too weak
And leads him to weep--
It just isn't meant for holding up such!
Some folks attack her hairstyle's mess
Because it ain't nice and arranged with a dress
But men know that rumpled
Means a girl who once tumbled
And decided thereafter to rest.
The last limerick has been spoken--
Quick, before English gets broken.
They're flash and no substance
Romance with no love dance
A poem with fire no one put smoke in.
