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Author:

Marcus

 
Pen name:
Marcus
Location:
St. Paul, Minnesota
Name:
Marcus Brittain Fleming
My site:
http://marcusbfleming.blogspot.com/
Bio:
I'm an English major at Macalester College.
 
 
 
My Reponses
 
Date Title Content
09/04/2010 Garden Rot It is not true That each Tomato has A...
07/22/2010 Field Trip Bored girls on the school bus pulled...
06/08/2010 Laundromat It’s a good place to meet People Say all...
04/27/2010 Finals weak: writing paper the torch handle burns the born words turn...
04/13/2010 Yesterday/ the man rolled over when his sleep...
03/28/2010 not even the rain, has such small hands - e.e. cummings light words exhume the watery grave ...
04/24/2009 today it was nice today it was never enough the sun the blue the words, entwined a...
04/07/2009 swallowing verses salted by sound, shields of...
10/27/2008 In the presence of men dressed as violins a very pretty witch as white as aspirin...
07/12/2008 limitless poetry doesn't mean punch line. I’ll tell...
07/11/2008 Like dogs when throwing fucks the great...
06/09/2008 Aware I whisper I grab the leaf...
05/02/2008 A letter to the inventor of dreams Dear lack thereof, I know what is...
05/01/2008 My thoughts as she holds the camera mom says it’s...
04/16/2008 dissolve and because with each word, I...
04/15/2008 poetry after dark mainly I talk of love the aorta...
04/13/2008 For you (namely the audience) Why should I write? yell through the hole...
03/16/2008 Intermission lights dim slower than a kiss of the...
03/06/2008 Science: a study of auo9s.lgxn io-avdf you erased violet from my chalk...
01/20/2008 Bitter Beans A white cup the color of half and...
12/16/2007 Not Home probably not far off, an unhurried...
10/24/2007 Music mother who lost her mind in wallpaper...
10/22/2007 shapes "pine trees fell forever in placid...
10/19/2007 Creativity A child drained into my eyes. Trapped...
10/02/2007 Sad stalk, I'll listen skin burnt black and wrinkled by sun,...
10/01/2007 In response to choice ...
09/02/2007 man wrote this poem to find himself...
07/12/2007 Time's unequal items I. Paul likes to come home from work and...
06/27/2007 A raspberry seed Under a day moon trapped in blue time the...
03/01/2007 The boy and the pike I. fish hangs wet on chain link and...
01/23/2007 Sleep after midnight I. her lily nails etch names encased in...
01/15/2007 Bodhisattva and nothing one side of the moon was left in the...
01/07/2007 Untitled Fill the streets with sun rain, make...
01/06/2007 Gravity windswept pebbles go for...
12/28/2006 Understanding Each bud stems from the cracks in...
12/28/2006 haiku Dusk; red capped tower stands wide, lilies...
12/20/2006 Enlightened nowhere -Age 3- riding on three wheels to the...
12/04/2006 Touched sideways talk and spots of you without...
11/26/2006 Untitled Wet cigars and finger pecked birthday cake...
11/26/2006 Four in the morning. we Cocktailed sky and euphoria is...
11/18/2006 We spoke of dreams and found ourselves Dreamt of dreams of...
11/18/2006 The Farm's basement the cobwebs catch flies and ping pong...
11/07/2006 Sherman Street Poker chipped scalawags bumping around the...
10/29/2006 Falling stoic the river is nearly more empty than my...
10/29/2006 Hopscotch children will throw tar pebbles on chalked...
10/16/2006 The world is almost poignant to be natured, held in the wispy hands of...
10/06/2006 ISD 77 I. dappling the narrow streets on sun...
10/01/2006 Reprimanded before spirits fly during the oblivion of after midnight the umbrae licking up the blood that...
09/24/2006 Your vegetables the metal gonging throngs of rhythms...
09/20/2006 crusty eyes Eyes of vapid steam I looked into the pool...
09/12/2006 drops cheeks sanguine the color of an...
09/09/2006 the sky's the water's limit Small beer bread on butter wading in...
09/08/2006 The night adumbrated Vague love lips that sing whisper as wag...
09/07/2006 Cul-de-sacs All the bikes and scooters orbit...
09/04/2006 Why worry about clothes when naked Sister serenading naked dolls this pink...
09/01/2006 The purgatory of thought and word Murky billows, When night presents itself...
08/20/2006 So long to cotton balls in the sky ...
07/20/2006 Plains Doldrums of wheat fields dusty brown,...
07/05/2006 Spew Timid, amorous, waxy gorge as acrid...
06/22/2006 Metals Dixie cup elation, understanding...
06/06/2006 it's time It’s Time. Those hands succumbed for yet...
05/27/2006 Ag 327 pg. 5 Faux leather bits, a gum wrapper, shaved...
 

 

 

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