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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:26
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how many grad schools did you get rejected from before you got accepted somewhere?
i just got my first...cali state in fresno....but now i'm fairly certain that if they rejected me, UT and johns hopkins will reject me too...
actually, i'm frozen with fear that no place will accept me or that i will be unable to support myself or something...
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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:26
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i'm doing poetry...Cali was a state school and it rejected me. i'm in honors. i got a 1200 on the gre..nothing to scoff at. fresno told me my poetry wasn't good enough. UT takes 10 to 12 students per year..so chances of me getting in, especially NOW..are dim. but i think my first two choices are san diego state and university of new orleans....i'm just scared i'm not going to get in anywhere or have enough money to get myself settled....
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Ozz
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Canada
Mar 2002
time: 05:26
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quote:
Originally posted by devilmunchkin i'm doing poetry |
Is there as much money in that as Philosophy?
But, seriously what can you do when your done? besides be poet laurate?
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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:26
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i can teach.
and although there may be very little money in writing, i might..just might one day, have a book published. HOWEVER, i ALSO write novels and screenplays. it's just that my MFA is focused on poetry.
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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:26
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i'm a girl....lol..and i'm white.....
sloww: i dunno if that matter in grad school....
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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:26
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i didn't understand that
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Ozz
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Canada
Mar 2002
time: 05:26
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quote:
Originally posted by devilmunchkin i'm a girl....lol..and i'm white..... |
Get some attitude girl, and YOU could be the first
Poet laurate of Rap
Write some "Bad" poetry. Put on some groovy duds and sunglasses, (backwards baseball hat or tuque) dance around like yer trying to shake a quarter down yer pants into yer boots while you recite some in your
licks to your college interviewers.
You'll be in like Flint!
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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:26
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actually, i have written "bad" poetry....just yesterday in my seething anger towards my parents who take joy in mentally abusing me....here you go..the working title is "Awake"
Therapy makes things neat
So you realize there were blanks
And blocks boxed up in the back seat.
But they can’t be opened until you get the shakes;
Not just any quivering vibration-
It’s triggered and wrathful; a regular pit bull
Named Cerebus who knaws on your brain and erodes any patient sensations.
Now the lights blare full!
Memory gaps pull together like the villain
Of Terminator 2- liquid metal drops drawn
Irresistibly to a point and form the spawn
Of unbridled technology- the future’s penicillin.
Give your regards to the souls who call
Themselves my parents. I prefer jailers
Or children who toss the hot ball
Called responsibility to a former minor.
Either way, I’m younger
And since youth, the target of their evil fervor.
Some people have a right to hold
Grudges against their DNA donors.
Unlike Jerry Springer’s circus fold,
I’ll soon graduate college with honors-
Something I did alone
Because their meager and insignificant contribution
I’d analogize to that of my biological fathers gifts and non-loans
Of seventy-five a month- call it restitution.
The lot of you feel better?
Or do you need to punch me again
So my face swells and fetters,
Then blame my best-friend for the family pain,
Drug me and reinsert my mind into the therapy mainframe.
This is the mournful song; my pitiful tune
Of how I ran away one scalding June.
Because the ignorant found faith
In a book of myths and then the Lord sayeth
“Purge your child’s sanctum of CDs,
Books, ideas and anything that says I’ll never be.”
Go overboard! I’ll went nearly broke when I had to buy
New clothes to replace the thrown out- under a watchful eye
-But with my hard earned dough- black is the root of all evil;
Taints your heart and makes your balls shrivel.
Grabbed what could, tears like bullets and brains
Hyperventilating and stumbling into the street.
By 18, I finally had made friends and despite my fear and internal pain
I had to return to a gray house with changed locks and complete
My six-weeks out of a 13-year sentence
Just to get to Waco and it’s Bible thumping college.
From the fire into the frying pan.
Dating online was not a part of their plan.
I accepted disownment, the stealing of my car
Because I’m stubborn and determined to travel far
No matter what bombs crash in my path,
Times I attempt suicide, or insults thrown at my face.
I laugh when they make life harder; stick my head in an oven like Plath
And become angry when I fail and must place
My feet on the sand and walk forward.
Before the storm there was Nana and Papa.
Parents of my mother, my loves- my life
Who died trying to save me from strife
Caused by John Deere and his red-neck.
Left me their car and unicorn collection-
Entrusted to Greed, their daughter, who catalogues and checks
Her covetous possessions, through they and she built dust on their reflections.
She pretends her vile visage pleases
Like she makes believe there is a Jesus
Pulling the strings, sitting in the clouds
With the angels and my grandparents and declaring for them how I could never make them proud.
Well, here’s a big ‘ol “Go **** yourself!”
Straight from your doll upon the shelf
Who dammed your game of dress up
Because the whore is nothing but an ignorant, mouthy mess up.
“You don’t see me at all”
A step away from a crazy
In a scenic secluded shack preparing for my fall.
Building bombs, sending bombs; my vision hazy.
Perhaps I should brush my hair.
NO- I’ll not murder, but you can DIE for all I care.
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Ozz
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Canada
Mar 2002
time: 05:26
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I liked it
(I left home @ 16 BTW)
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devilmunchkin
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:26
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well..i took them back...odd way to phrase it..and then they turned around this week and just worked on destroying me inside.....
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Ozz
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Canada
Mar 2002
time: 05:26
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quote:
Originally posted by devilmunchkin
well..i took them back...odd way to phrase it..and then they turned around this week and just worked on destroying me inside..... |
I hav'nt see my kin for 8 years, best (hardist too)
decision I ever made was to write them off. Kind of
wierd the first christmas, but a definite improvement
since then.
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