The Bees Are Dead. But there are visitation hours.

If dystopian or post-apocalyptic poetry is what your holiday season needs, then do stop by The Bees Are Dead.   There you can find “Survival of the Fittest,” by Howard Debs“ID,” by Duane Voorhees; and even a poem by that Eric Nolan guy (though, if you ask me, his stuff is strictly derivative).

Happy Holidays!

 

Birth_machine

Photo credit: “Birth Machine,” by H.R. Giger. Ojw [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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