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Goulish Poetry

On the first day of my Writing the Undead class, we ripped pages out of a cheesy zombie novel—”Ghoul” by Brian Keene—and used the words to make poetry. From pages 83,84,241, and 242 I took parts of sentences and put … Continue reading

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