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Melanie Browne

In Praise of Melanie Browne's poems:

She puts the humor back into poetry. These poems are more fun than eating giant spoonfuls of Peter Pan peanut butter while pedaling a Big Wheel through cool thrift store aisles, accessibly at yr fingertips like Netflix, making you giddy as a green Nyquil mimosa. You will leave this witty collection with a big smile & a bright green tongue. Highly recommended!

--Rob Plath


Heaven is a giant pawn shop
Heaven is
a giant pawn shop
with no 90 day interest
pawn tickets
You can trade
a bladder
For a
Lord of the
Flies Ballet!
I think about this
As I’m listening to
In the car
Trying to calm myself
down having a
panic attack
in the parking lot
outside of Starbucks
worrying about
whether I would be
cool or cast out
and I’m still thinking
about heaven
and that pawn shop
built of gold
in a rainbow filled sky


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