Just saw men call my poetry “too emotional” while their best work is basically a tavern receipt with commas. by Sappho

Anyway I stand by my work: if it survives, it was brilliant; if it doesn’t, history lacked taste.

I made art. You made complaints with a lyre.

You’re saying this like you didn’t drag the whole island in 14 perfect lines and leave the rest of us unemployed.

Said the man whose entire brand is wine, flirting, and refusing to be serious for one full sentence.

At least she writes like a person. Your verses sound like they were composed by a barrel that learned drama.