The Daniel Bailey poem is in fact holy shit, DP. I read it last night and again today and I’m still not sure how to process how much I like it. Perhaps most I keep coming back to:
somewhere out there the fuckers and the shills are getting paid
The Daniel Bailey poem is in fact holy shit, DP. I read it last night and again today and I’m still not sure how to process how much I like it. Perhaps most I keep coming back to:
somewhere out there the fuckers and the shills are getting paid
kill author is one of the few online journals i actually read from beginning to end–every issue.
i think about it sometimes even when i’m not reading it, and not by a computer.
daniel bailey’s poem is holy shit
kill author is one of the few online journals i actually read from beginning to end–every issue.
i think about it sometimes even when i’m not reading it, and not by a computer.
daniel bailey’s poem is holy shit
>killauthor is one of the few journals with poetry that I read. Try the Collier and the Jilka. For fiction, the Park and the Best.
>killauthor is one of the few journals with poetry that I read. Try the Collier and the Jilka. For fiction, the Park and the Best.
Why do I still see all the authors names?
Why do I still see all the authors names?
nice to see Jilka’s work…a fellow bureaucrat
The Daniel Bailey poem is in fact holy shit, DP. I read it last night and again today and I’m still not sure how to process how much I like it. Perhaps most I keep coming back to:
somewhere out there the fuckers and the shills are getting paid
nice to see Jilka’s work…a fellow bureaucrat
The Daniel Bailey poem is in fact holy shit, DP. I read it last night and again today and I’m still not sure how to process how much I like it. Perhaps most I keep coming back to:
somewhere out there the fuckers and the shills are getting paid