You know what sucks about the blood-dimmed tide? Fucking impossible to get out of corduroy.

So quit slouching towards Bethlehem (it’s bad for your spine) and get writing. You’ve got just ten days to send in your submission for our special poetry issue. Submissions close at midnight on June 1st. After that, the center just can’t hold.

OK, we’re going to go check to see if mere anarchy has been loosed, because if it doesn’t get out at least once a day, it soils the carpet.

P.S. If you’ve already sent us a great poem, reward yourself by reading our amazing May Issue.