classic poets

What Roman poet should you fight

Cicero
Who wins: ???
I don’t know who will win this but please, he is so egotistical. Beat him up. Do it.

Vergil
Who wins: Nobody
No one benefits from this. Why would you fight Vergil? What kind of evil person would do that??? He’s not hurting anyone, he is too precious. Don’t fight Vergil.

Catullus
Who wins: You
Dude is essentially a scrawny little white boy. if you punch him he will probably cry. Do it. Fight Catullus.

Martial
Who wins: You
BUT he will probably sass you so badly in one of his poems and you will never be able to live it down. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Martial.

Ovid
Who wins: You
I know you want to punch him, hell I kinda wanna punch him, but you’ll regret it. He’ll probably seduce everyone in your family after. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Ovid.

Julius Caesar
Who wins: Caesar
I know his poems are shit and he deserves to get punched in the face for them but don’t fight him. Dude is a renounced general and is practically unstoppable. Don’t fight Caesar. He will kill you.

Seneca
Who wins: You
Dude is so fucking old you can probably KO him in one punch. Do it. Fight Seneca.

Horace
Who wins: Horace
He was a fucking officer in the military. If he wanted to, he could kill a man. Plus if you fought him you would probably make Vergil sad. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Horace.

Lucretius
Who wins: You
Please look towards the entirety of De Rerum Natura. Dude is a weak ass fucking nerd. Do it. Fight Lucretius.

Petronius
Who wins: Petronius
He is metal as HELL. He does basically anything he wants and chose to fucking kill himself before he could be sentenced and will probably not hesitate to punch someone in the gut. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Petronius.

Pliny the elder
Who wins: Pliny
He was a military officer and commander. He knows how to fight and stuff. He will most likely not hesitate to beat you up. Don’t do it. Don’t fight him.

Pliny the Younger

Who wins:???

Who wins this is irrelevant. Dude practiced law. He’s practically BEGGING for someone to punch him. Do it. Fight him.

Quintilianus
Who wins: ???
I honestly don’t know who will win but he looks deeply distressed in every picture ever as well as completely punchable. Do it. Fight Quintilianus.

Lucan
Who wins: You
Look he may have written about wars, but he didn’t do shit. You can punch him in the face easily. The only issue is that he’s a sweetie and you’ll feel super bad about it after.

the crossroads have seen too many girls
willing to sell their souls
for a beauty that already belonged to them.

a liminal space
where boundaries thin like wisps of smoke
in early dawn light.

but there is beauty in this too, soft pastel colours,
a quiet empty echo of laughter and then darkness,
encompassing and heavy, pressing into lungs
but still radiant somehow.

for now demons count souls
like dollar bills held close to devil red chests, smiles curling
because they think that they’ve won.

but one day those girls will see past black ringed promises
bartered at an intersection of road,
down to the skin that was already perfect
and that quiet empty echo of a soul that had been perfect too.

hell will see.
the four horsemen are nothing
compared to an army of girls ready to reclaim what is theirs.

l.s. | LIMINAL SPACE © 2017 

Invocation of the Muse

Sum

I am

Losing hope in my Muse. All the

Nonsensical classical chants I can imagine

Conjure up nothing but blank paper.

Es

You are

Finally here, if in a ghostly form. Give

Me something to work with, some well

To draw from. This was the deal.

Est

It is

My job to write, to splash my heart

On the page in scarlet, yours to provide

The paintbrush, to smooth the splatters.

Sumus

We are

Somewhere closer to harmony. I need more.

I need alchemy, I need to turn my blood

To gold on the page. I need to illuminate.

Estis

You all are

Too loud. Does alchemy require silence?

Am I misaligned with the universe?

Is it discord that stems the flow of words?

Sunt

They are

Finally falling into place. If not classical,

Universal, golden, shining, divinely

Inspired, they are still words.