Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry
Poetry and Commentary that Smells
When I was 22 (mere metaphorical minutes ago) I thought Dylan Thomas was a social scientist and I read his poem as a political manifesto. I embraced it like Baptists do the Bible and, like them, committed it to memory - sharing my scholarship with, well, everyone - never realizing that memorizing a poem impressed no one but myself. Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief
Artists & writers only exist because the world is not perfect.
The scars of my soul bleed through words in the form of poetry.
A Literary Notebook - Since 2007
Imagination, is the art that runs the world, in Reality and Dreams.
Every soul loves soul music
Craig Bingham
Live While You Can
A Portal To Another Green World
GALERIA DE L'AUTOR. Especialitzat en paisatges de Catalunya i Andorra. Retoc d'imatges i creativitat.
Showcasing Our Rich Culture
Wonktastic, wimblistic; wanderings, wonders.
Thoughts on art and language
Chi come la fenice può rinascere?
Poetry for the less discerning.
Ideas, opinion, tips, advice, inspiration, and motivation of daily life.
CGFMEDIA
Photographer in Stockholm, Sweden
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry 
I am impressed! Unfortunately, I am easily impressed.
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Haha. That’s my wheelhouse.
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Count me impressed. That’s two of us. 🙂
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Haha. Thanks very much.
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They would’ve been more impressed if you had his capacity for drink.
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Haha. Yes, I’m working on that one too.
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