Ian Badcoe Poetry

This may be the newest poem I have ever posted, I was editing it as recently as August 7th...  although, as is common for me, it had its o...

This one was written from a prompt during NaPoWriMo this year, I forget what the prompt was, put possibly something quite distant from wha...

These are the terms of the contract, they get: the money the adoration, power, glory, stalker the celebrity lifestyle, drugs, divorce m...