The prose-poem is a hybrid, a fusion, but so is the super-hero: as likely to involve dinosaurs, cyborgs, aliens, magic and thunder gods as they are to include domino masks and tights. Poetry Is Dead invites you to send your prose-poems, your poems about super-jerks and teenaged sidekicks, failed mad scientists and drunk warrior goddesses. Send your failed comic book dreams, your love for lines so long they don’t break at all, your crashed alien babies. Dark or funny or weird.
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