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    [post_content] => You were tiny. Green.
Insignificant.
You, always sad and stoic,
contemplative, hissing,
a symbol for something
unnamed. Every line in
your face spells out an
incoherent joke, a teen’s
rampant laughter, your
black eyes the light of a
webcam. You, miserably
self-aware. Feels good
man. God says you weren’t
meant to exist like this. You
can’t help but agree. They
made you hate. You said
you’d rather have died.
    [post_title] => Ode to Pepe the Frog
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The challenge was written and judged by poet Rishi Dastidar, who said of this poem, "This pulls off a difficult trick, of actually getting behind both the symbol, and the uses its being put to, to give us a sense of the emptiness both of the character and perhaps even the people in thrall to it/him."

See the meme this poem refers to here.
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            [title] => Em Power and Elizabeth Thatcher
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            [content] => A poem by Em Power and Elizabeth Thatcher was commended in the meme challenge, written and judged by poet Rishi Dastidar, on Young Poets Network.

See Em Power's biog here.

See Elizabeth Thatcher's biog here.
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See Em Power's biog here.

See Elizabeth Thatcher's biog here.
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Ode to Pepe the Frog

Em Power and Elizabeth Thatcher

You were tiny. Green.
Insignificant.
You, always sad and stoic,
contemplative, hissing,
a symbol for something
unnamed. Every line in
your face spells out an
incoherent joke, a teen’s
rampant laughter, your
black eyes the light of a
webcam. You, miserably
self-aware. Feels good
man.
God says you weren’t
meant to exist like this. You
can’t help but agree. They
made you hate. You said
you’d rather have died.