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Howl

SpillwordsSeptember 15, 2019

Howl a poem by Allen Ginsberg For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragg...

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America

SpillwordsJanuary 28, 2018

America written by: Allen Ginsberg America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. ...

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Haiku (Never Published) Poem

SpillwordsAugust 7, 2016

Haiku (Never Published) Poem written by: Allen Ginsberg Drinking my tea Without sugar- No difference. The sparrow shits upside down --ah! my br...

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Bodies In The Basement by M. Taggart

It was a crisp, damp, October night.
“When we get to the Church I’ll go down first.” Colin was thinking of the moment when both he and Aaron would be standing at the top of the basement stairs peering down into the darkness.
The old stone Church was perched at the top of the largest hill on the prep school’s campus. Colin’s parents were professors at the school and their house was on campus grounds. They’d been waiting for Colin’s parents to fall asleep upstairs. Both boys were comfortable in their sleeping bags on the screened in porch. The lights had been turned out an hour ago and Colin felt it was time to slip into the night ...