Poetry Student Shits Increasingly On Inner-Truth

When Huntsman Hall towers over campus, sometimes we forget about the incredible intellectualism that takes place in creative writing classes. In one workshop this week, a budding poet got particularly excited about a poetry collection, writing that the poet's "inner-truth shifts shits increasingly" – and all the professor had to say was "oops" (or should we say, "poops?"). 

This isn't the first time a Penn student has struggled with the most basic of academic tasks, and we sure hope it won't be the last. So, as it turns out, our less humanities-inclined friends were right – poetry really is just a pile of increasing shit.