Discussion → So where are the stories and poems?
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I know they're out there, lurking in your bodies. Dontcha know it's bad to keep that stuff inside you, it ruins the body! Send it here! We want your bile on our pages.
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There's a porta potty in my yard that workmen have been using. Can I write about that? ha. ha. Good idea for a group. I've been considerin'.
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Quenby, we want the stories that mean "vomit" to your life. Stuff you hold inside that make you feel sick, want to vomit, pain and misery, stuff you know well, or heard about and it makes you anguished. That's the work we're looking for here.
What makes you anguished enough to Vomit?
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If I can say it fictionally, I'm all in. (I was only vaguely kidding about the potty thing.) I'll say it slant, though, if that's OK.
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Anxious to get started.. but I want my vomit to be pretty.. Maybe.
Group Description
A Roman Vomitorium
After decadent amounts of food and drink were consumed, the ancient Romans barfed it all up in the Vomitorium.
Send stories and poems about what you want to flush away because your stomach roils from it, all that bad goop that you know and see and hear about and dream about.
The ugly ugly truth.
Don't send stories to titillate.
We want the real thing.
Put it here instead of in the Vomitorium.
This is a public group.
Anyone can see it and join.