If there is sun, do not touch it. Telling Mr. Death our dreams.
Go to post pageApril 1st, 2026 by Thomas Josef Wehlim
If there is sun, do not touch it. Telling Mr. Death our dreams.
Go to post pageWhen I was a youngster, they asked if I could imagine serving as some kind of evening janitor in our local high school for these twice-a-week adult education courses teaching strange stuff like evolution theory and that the bible had not been written in English, and I said Well, yes, great to earn a few […]
Go to post pageDemocracy corpse USA. And KL expresses her regret that some Americans no longer perceive the beauty of Trump’s decisions. The gorge is large into which this all will plunge.
Go to post pageJD Vance does not explain US politics in his dumb statements and interviews. He doesn’t even explain Trump, he just retells him, like a retarded follower his pseudo-Messiah: ‘The President is … the President has … The President now will …’ And often concludes with the scriptural formula: ‘Trust the President.’ We can only hope […]
Go to post pageOur country is winning again. In fact, we’re winning so much that we really don’t know what to do about it. People are asking me, ‘Please, please, please, Mister President, we’re winning too much. We can’t take it anymore.’
Go to post pageThe Limitations of Poetry Sight-Reading. Up you are.
Go to post pageSkip to Main Content Submittable Logo Submissions Discover Saved Following TW My Submissions Search submissions My Submissions Drafts External Submissions Sort by Date (most recent) Filter Select… Clear Filters Exports Status Submission Organization Opportunity Date declined Thomas Wehlim, 5 poems B O D Y 2025 Spring Issue – Poetry Apr 19, 2025 declined Six poems […]
Go to post pageThe shop entrance is missing. Cuddling with war.
Go to post pageThat’s a fill. Can’t get away with it. Hooliganism as a governing concept.
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