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Artificial by Paula Puolakka

[tabby title="Poem"] When we replace the sunwith an artificial one,it's the same as trading a warm-hearted personfor a poster of a movie star. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Paula Puolakka (1982) is a Beat poet, writer, and MA (History of Science and...

Merry Christmas, John! by Paula Puolakka

[tabby title="Poem"] There wouldn’t be a celebration called Christmasif John the Baptist would have refused to baptize Jesus,would have refused to unlock the connection betweenthe Heavenly Father and the carpenter’s son,and if John would have denied the old prophecy,declaring himself...

On Halloween by Paula Puolakka

[tabby title="Poem"] The best hill to die on is the one that holds insidethe bones of my soul brother* Tyrannosaurus rex.Once, I ran next to him:I was a smaller theropod, but yet, he accepted my companysince we were both carnivores...

A Song to Heal the Earth by Paula Puolakka

[tabby title="Poem"] A song to heal the Earth was sung a long time ago.The throat of the troubadour was cutwhen Mr. Kaczynski was locked inside a vault. Today, the so-called saviors of Natureare manifesting change and, falsely, declaringto be the...

Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude! by Paula Puolakka

[tabby title="Poem"] Check the footnotes, the members of Beastie Boyssaid to guide the listeners towards the songs they hadsampled to create their tunes.The scientists and the researchers are told to tell the names ofthose who have studied the same topics...