Individual
igloo ingredients
incentivize
through interpersonal intuition;
immediate instinct.
In this instance, Ingrid’s
icy and insipid insights
immolate indignation
from Indianapolis to Inglewood,
inflicting impersonal injustices
like nobody’s business.
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Author: Aidan Badinger
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I am a poet.
I write poems.
Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.
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