Here‘s a Devo song that should be rewritten for Dick Cheney: he got big and fat and he was ridin’ high makin’ lots of cash trashin’ others’ lives now Cheney’s in a wheelchair and I don’t care Anyway, what did everyone think of Elizabeth Alexander’s inaugural poem? I think mine was better. The news on …

das übelste der Übel

Probably the only inaugural poem you’ll need to read this year: history is torn and blistery the future’s sutures are a mystery wooed by healing thoughts, we swooned and thus forgot to clean the wound (also, I decided to try putting poems in block quotes)