Sam Spinelli

Joined January 2022

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Trying to make human art the best I can, never Ai!

Help me write better! Critical feedback is welcome :)

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Horror poem: the good witch
she hides in her hole! a hideous worm! she is vile and ugly and the source of our ruin! she sneaks about and maligns our souls from the dark reaches, from her sunken pits, the witch!
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Poets
Horror poem: endorphins!
I see you and my heart lurches, I can hardly breath! Adrenaline! My nerves tingle and my blood is on a race through my body:
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Poets
Sneaking Out for the Dance
A chill wind rustled his dark linen garments and stirred up a song like the rasping of fallen leaves. He leaned into the darkness and the cold and wrapped himself in shadows as he sped to the first invitee on his list.
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Fiction
Horror poem— Lingering in Love
he lies there on the sticky asphalt, oozing like muck smoke in the air, the smell of fire and scorched rubber seared meat and—
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Poets
Senseless: Why does my baby’s poop smell like slightly burnt hummus?
Today I accidentally snorted powdered ginger and burned the fuck out of my left nostril. I say accidentally, but that’s not quite right. I did it carelessly, without thinking. I certainly hadn’t intended to line the insides of my nose with spicy-hot dust… But then again the physical action of putting the powder to my nose and then sniffing hard and deep? Well that had been entirely on purpose.
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Humans
limerence— impact
Real love is pretty cool but it’s never been fast Real love takes a hard, long time so you said Soulmates were bullshit
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Poets
When I first saw your face
The first time I saw you, Your face stole my voice The first time I saw you, My heart galloped away
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Poets
An Open Letter to Myself. Runner-Up in We Have a Dream Challenge.
At first I addressed this letter: "an open letter to everybody". But that felt waaaaaay too audacious and presumptuous.
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Humans
Horror Poem: love bites . Content Warning.
tremble— softest lips— the sight makes me wonder! the door falls shut and so do my teeth tremble— alone you still haven’t seen me
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Poets
The Mewling Cat: An Ill Omen Greeted with Warmth
It was simply too brilliant for her old eyes to take: light streamed into her lonely room— dancing radiance— but Fanny Burgess’ mind was as capable as ever. She didn’t need to look to see their pictures in perfect clarity.
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Fiction
Why I'm writing on Vocal:
My name is Sam Desir-Spinelli, I'm a decrepit old fart living in a flimsy, deteriorating, 30 year old body. I’m a big (overweight) foodie who loves foraging and outdoor cooking. I have a favorite tree, the Eastern Hemlock— here's a picture:
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Journal
The Depth of a Curse
"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable..."
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Fiction