can win Quidditch games, so I'm told.
One Seeker who passed
caught the snitch up his ass
and found victory sweet, and quite cold.
I've been busy with some other things, so this took a while, but it's now official: if you are so inclined, you can now buy my book. It's a…
Well, this is it. I have now officially written a poem every day for a year. I started January 9, 2009, and January 8, 2010, makes the…
There are happies, ever after, but little mermaids turn to foam; the gravest hearts give way to laughter, some cats turn king, and don't come home.…