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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_IGErKVu_e8 Video Credit: Jett Thorn and James Sullivan This gritty portrayal of art through adversity picks up where the author left us in Train of Thought; Poems from the Red Line. The [...]
Check out the latest Jagged Thought from our editor Jason Wright
Check out the latest Jagged Thought from our editor Jason Wright
This is a memorial post dedicated to the late Jimmy Cherry who my family lost on 9/11/04. A different tragedy, for a different reason. I published this in 2009 in the first years of Oddball Magazine. Jason
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We listened to Waterloo Sunset as we drove home, triumphant. The words were meshed together with the Winter Hill scenery-- the blue and white sign of the Winter Hill bank. I [...]
After flailing about from waking up to a new beginning, we continue on. Chad Parenteau, Toni Bee, and Jason Wright return to record their first podcast of the new [...]
Who will read this? I am not sure if my tempered words hit hard Or are ever heard I am not sure if what I do makes a difference Or if [...]
I need a pen I want to draw a three on Lined loose leaf I want to sketch my dude Waving signs of peace A hat covering his eyes A faint [...]
I am a unique individual Indivisible With principals, A fistful to teach you That as poets WE are not for sale. I am a lyricist Spiritualist Running through The woods as [...]
I wish I could return this Gift God gave me And Change it for The ability to sell Bullshit To hands outstretched. I wish I could return this Gift of knowing [...]
There once was a town it seemed that was always cold. Even when it was warm it still was always cold. The people were mean. The people weren't [...]
10 Angels (A New Journal) I hope you find healing in these words my friend. For Joe We suffer for something. Makes us strong. A stitch in the fabric [...]
Stuck in the mud I'm stuck In the mud Not dumb but wish I Could be someone Realistically Statistically Idiocy is my History Where Nothing matters But whatever I'm writing sentences [...]
Hello, In case you haven't seen me lately, I would like to reintroduce myself. My name is Jason Wright and I am the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine. I [...]
Today we celebrate Today we celebrate you Your voice The movement of your words The happiness that shines in each line That shows in your eyes The world can be lonely [...]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIsPjQPTPjE&feature=youtu.be So a lot of people don't get poetry this poem is for them... Roses are red, Violets are blue This is the beginning of a poem You've known since childhood [...]
Witches are stupid Poets kind of are like witches We all stick to our covens Our cauldrons Our magic wand But I couldn't get down with witches Back in Salem When [...]
I dropped the ball today Fell on my face today Almost broke my headphones And heart today Limped around all day Looked crazy today Said that I couldn’t take it anymore [...]
Back on the train This is what I do Feeling unglued Got to put my self together Again Last night I wrote a poem And read it to an audience And [...]
How do I prove that I belong on the mic with all of you? Alright let me try Well been writing nearly half my life through times of strife and lows [...]
It reeks like good bud on the train today No other way to finish a shitty day Getting a contact high in the spot I'm standing Writing a week after the [...]
I'm too tired to write Barely got any sleep last night Stayed up watching the news Still confused from this craziness What about you? how did you sleep Hope you were [...]
Everyone expects writers to write about tragedy when it strikes, you know? Let the newspaper do that Let writers give you an escape, from all that. That’s my job. I [...]
When I am blocked, and I can't write I call it a free prose, its when you let yourself go for as long as you can, it used to be [...]
