Poe-plies Volume VI: Bots, Biscuits, and Righteous Fury
Maudlin in Montana writes in to ask what to do when a bot steals your work. Poe replies—naturally—with screeching vengeance, digital warfare, and several impassioned mentions of chicken. There’s also some very real wisdom in here (under the feathery insults and claw threats). Writers: this one’s for you.
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The Hollow Gospel Of Paper Lies.
They called it freedom once,
a democratic right.
Now.
Broken.
The land of the free –
Always,
But for the blacks or the women
Or the poor, sure.
But that’s by the by.
Poe ‘Vices
This week, Poe answers a human worried their brother is gay. The verdict? Mind your own biscuits. A chaotic feline advice column full of judgement, chicken cravings, and unexpected wisdom. #PoeVices #queercatcolumn #LGBTQsupport #darkhumour #felineoracle
Poe ‘Vices
Caught in a suspicious group chat? A man from “Atlantic” lurking in your Signal threads? This week, Poe offers unsolicited emotional support, biting wisdom, and an escape plan involving bins, PowerPoints, and poultry. Featuring security clearances that don’t exist, tabs you should absolutely not trust, and advice only a partially feral diva cat could give.
Poe ‘Vices
This week in Poe’vices, a vegetarian writes in with woes about Trump, eggs, and economic despair. Poe responds as only Poe can—with rage, rock-licking advice, and a spiritual endorsement of emotional support chickens. As always, the solution is… EAT. CHICKENS.
The Art of the Fowl
Well we gone and damn got Runner up in Vocal’s ‘Absurdist Challenge’. Warning * They asked for the Absurd. ‘Nuff said.
You can read it here…
Chuck yawned in perfect sync with the buffering sun. Another day, another bit of grain. He rolled out of bed. Lethargic, he shuffled to the fridge. Empty. He sighed. The grocery store it was then.
