“Here’s a list of things you should do and be on the lookout for when it comes to sending someone your work.”
In July of 2014 I wrote a poem about James Franco. Since then, I’ve been vocal about disliking him for a plethora of reasons. Now, five women have accused him of doing the kind of shit you could tell he did just by looking at his face. So, as a wonderful “I told you so,” here is that poem again.
“Some of the narratives on this list need to fuck off and disappear forever, but others may or may not become amazing stories in the right hands.”
“I think I’ve organically drifted from horror to crime/noir to dark/literary.”
“I said dance, pendejo!”
“I know your mom stole your whole name from her favorite telenovela.”
“In the words of Brian Keene, please go die in a tire fire.”