Hello, and welcome back to Stupid Poetry! After taking the summer off, I have returned to my outpost (out-poem-st?) with a dang brand new poem, and some other ramblings. I decided to take the summer off from writing due to that classic dilemma of Life Rocking My Shit
Hello, everybody, and welcome back to Stupid Poetry. Today is another very special Weekend Post. Can you even believe it? May is always a busy month, and one of the reasons for that, sometimes, is that it is the month in which I spawned onto this forsaken planet. May 23rd,
Hello, guys, gals and nonbinary pals! Happy May Day! Seize the means of production and have a nice fancy root beer or something. You may be wondering, "Seth, where did National Poetry Month go?" Folks, it has passed away. Rest in Peace to National Poetry Month, 2026. It
Hello, all! I hope you are all having a fantastic National Poetry Month. Personally, not too good tbh, but I have been writing a bunch of poems. I don't have all that much to say about them, but you can read three of those poems down below here,
Hi again, everbody! That's right, Stupid Poetry two days in a row?? And the third post in a row that is celebrating something? A hat trick of consecutive post titles starting "Happy" and ending with exclamations? Wow. Unbelievable. Against all odds, April has once again befallen
Hello, all. Like it says in the title, I want to wish everyone a very happy Trans Day of Visibility. I’m so grateful for my trans friends and family members for being around and for being themselves. The world is a better place when people are able to be
Hi, all! I hope you are having a nice Saturday and don’t mind this first-ever very special weekend newsletter. I was going to send it yesterday, but was then informed that today is World Poetry Day. So what better time for some Stupid Poetry. It’s been a
Hi, all. Welcome to another installment of Stupid Poetry. This time, I am just here to drop a little poem in your day and not a whole lot else. Also, fuck the fascist losers in the Kansas State legislature for invalidating the IDs of trans people. The rot in this
Oh you thought I was done writing poems about fictional beagles for awhile, huh? Silly. Ridiculous. How could you even think that? How could you say that? Thats right, today is everybody’s favorite silent British clay dog’s birthday. Gromit, of Wallace and Gromit fame, was born on February
Hello, everybody! I'm a month late, but happy 2026! It's been a hell of a year so far, and I hope you've all been holding up alright, all things considered. "All things," of course, meaning the racist fascists killing people in the
Hello, everybody, and welcome back to Stupid Poetry. I’ve been away—as it turns out, the holidays are a very busy time of year—but before the year comes to a close, I want to assure you I have still been writing Snoopy poems. Snoopycember is alive and well.
Hello, all! Happy Monday and happy holidays if you’re celebrating anything. I am currently in a hotel room in Davenport, Iowa, eating cold deep dish pizza and watching Looney Tunes. Pretty nice, to be honest. I plan to be doing different variations of eating pizza and watching Looney Tunes