I’m a tenth-grade drummer and writer living in Brooklyn, NY, and experimenting with poetry. I mainly write free verse, city poetry, dabbling in form (tanka and sestina are my playthings)….A beginner! but hoping to learn. I’m really strong-willed, narcissistic, opinionated, and sometimes overly emotionally detached. (but I’m also very smart and creative and happy and a good friend). so, now you know me as well as I do.
I hate caps. I almost always hate exclamation points. I’m ok with commas and semicolons and I adore parentheses. Dashes are a distant acquaintance. Rhyme and meter are long lost friends. A veces, español es mi amigo tambien. I think texting lingo is the innovative forefront of the English language. I think religion is mankind’s greatest vice, and art our greatest achievement. I go to Stuyvesant High School, which means I’m supposed to think I’m better than you.
(I try not to).
Any other worthless opinions?
Oh yeah. I’m an anarcho-socialist ignostic semi-vegetarian.
Whatever Will Be, Will Be
And Some Of This Good Shit Too
First Bunch o’ Features (: / Scars featured in Up and Coming Writers / Untitled featured in Every Little Thing You Do / Untitled Tanka featured in Freedom In Words and Art / Letters and Numbers featured in Layered Up and Every Little Thing You Do / I look back and all around. featured in Freedom In Words and Art / Cemetery Picnic featured in Every Little Thing You Do / Farewell to Arms feat…
My school has a biannual literary journal called “Caliper”… I’m trying to decide which pieces of mine I should select to submit to the journal, preferably more recent ones. any suggestions? / x / Jake
Every now and then moments come to me that prove once again that the future is worth something, and it’s waiting for me, ticking off an endless line of possibilities. I want to write these.
I read a poem by the writer Advocate of Wordz the other day, and it went like this: / Sex. / Thirst. / Power. / That’s it. So, I was wondering, at this point in the evolution of poetry is there still any clear definition of what “poetry” is? I guess the same question applies to other things, such as art, sport, and music…