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We Spit On Poe's Raven

We spit on Poe's raven The crows and me True blackbirds, living our truth Eating corn ahead of the masses Leaving nothing at borders Glorying in our evilness

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 5/21/2019 3:00:00 PM

Isn't that a bit like throwing down the, ghostly gauntlet? I mean both Poe and his raven are deceased...do you want to be haunted by them? Cute.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/21/2019 5:44:00 PM

I want them to come and grab me up by the shoulders and shake me hard and scare the bedevilness out of us tonight; I am going to lie in my bed waiting.