An illiterate priest in the Middle Ages learned to recite the Latin Eucharis wrong. Instead of sumpsimus (Latin for “we have taken”), he said mumpsimus, a nonsense word. He refused to recognize that it was wrong and wouldn’t change it. Mumpsimus n. An obvious error that is stubbornly repeated despite correction. Continue reading
Author Archives: Melanie Robinson
Drunk Texts to Ichabod Crane (Originally published as part of Three Poems-Melanie Robinson) Music by Jeremiah Bredvad Wicked people tell the best stories. Meet me in Hell. Let’s make it 10:30. Just jump on 35 and ride it till you hit Persephone. Take a left somewhere between life and decay. Continue reading
If I am crash test jungle gym,
If you are smiling theme park carousel,
how do I starry eyes and where is start?
What if I can’t?
I tried a few times. I know how to “out of my league.” I know when to leave – could teach you a thing or two about not worth it.
If I am tile factory stampede,
If you are brick laying balancing act, Continue reading