Raining in The Living Room
By Taylor Drake A poem about depression. Depression sucks, don’t get stuck.
The Charles Mingus Pledge
By Taylor Drake The quote that the poem references starts at 13:15. On July 4th of last year, I saw
Who would eat ass at a time like this?
This was written around April of 2025. A time when tariffs were being enacted and then put on hold, then
The Cut Off.
By Taylor Drake A short poem about how great checking out is when it comes to toxic people. Like tearing
Heaven.
By Taylor Drake | Image provided by @SpaceLiminalBot on Twitter. This poem and others are available on the @pulpczar Instagram. Now if you don’t
Circumnavigate
Taylor Drake The clouds take the shape of wave file patterns; an overnight flight to the grand white pebble beaches
Fleeting
By Taylor Drake I wrote this one with blood stained hands, where the ink begins and my own claret ends,
MF Doom Dedication.
By Taylor Drake Life is hard to look at knowing you aren’t lingering behind the scenes. Probably sipping green MD