Today marks a very special day in science fiction literature. May I present to you, "There Will Come Soft Rains" by Ray Bradbury:
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Jeannie Chalupa (a pebble)
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Man goes to see the Cyclops. Says he's depressed. He wants to get back to his wife and home, but he keeps running into fatal predicaments along the way. Cyclops says, "Prognosis is simple. Nobody can help you." Man starts crying. Says, "But Cyclops, I *am* Nobody"
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I created a reading guide for visual poetry! It's designed as a companion piece to my book Games for Children, but I wrote and designed it so it would be useful for readers and teachers of any visual poetry collection. Good for the Sealey Challenge! Link: keithswilson.com/secret-page/
darling, funny, illuminated poet lieke marsman died on june 3rd in paris. this is a very difficult read but yes, putting it here.
guy sitting on his porch and saying "storm's a comin'" in a downeast accent while whittling a big veiny dick
the concept of litRPG is painful to me, bc it sets off a war in my head between the educator part that thinks more people reading is always a good thing, and the hater part of me that loves hating and is aghast at the idea of a novel that actively tracks its characters' stats.