i’ve made a real
frankensteinian mess
here…
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Want to read more? You can. My poem post-op is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.
Let’s just pretend that I know what I’m doing over here. Pasting bits and pieces of myself into a grand collage that may or may not be an accurate reflection of my psyche. Of course, I am an unreliable narrator. I can trace my lineage at least as far back Don Quixote. But I’m too laid back to tilt at anything.
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Words and Feathers 
“…it’s alive, it’s alive, IT’S ALIVE!”
🤖
They don’t have the creature in emoji, sadly.
you would think they would, eh.
I was intrigued by those first lines and I did stop over. Wonderful! Eerie. Thank you!
Thank you for taking time to say and for reading!
It was wonderful! I might not sleep tonight😳
Ha ha ha 👻
There, just caught up – have enjoyed reading all your Tupelo poems to date!
Thanks very much. I’m glad you’ve enjoyed them!
Who made up the title of this one?
Well, that would be me.
Including you, I have seven donors so far, and one of them will get their poem at the end of the month, and one didn’t provide any prompt. I need to ponder your title for a while….
😀
Good luck Charles, I hope you get more donors
Thank you, Pleasant!
Great last line!
Thank you, sir!
Up to form, completely. (K)
Thank you!