Poetry about ugliness.


I tend to avoid the word "Ugly," because I think society takes "ugly" too far. If someone sees something that doesn't fit his or her standard of beauty, he or she terms it "ugly."

But there are some parts of life that can't be described any way other than just plain "ugly." That's what this is about: parts of my life that don't fit my standard of they're...


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