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The Fart
It was sunny outside, but still gloomy, as the parasite slithered its way through the streets of the neighborhood.
Close at Hand
It’s finally happened.
Be Gentle
“Think about it like this,” I tell her. “We call it computer class but it’s not really a class. Just like I work at the school but am not really a teacher.”
Hymn to Post-Orgasmic Neurasthenia / Fugitive Completeness
I feel I am a summer bee
That has misplaced its sting,
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good example she work hard wake up early feed the dog cross fingers thats all i do all day
7 short liver mush poems
look into the pan
hear that grey cube fry
Scraps of a God
NOTES SUBJECT ALSO TESTED POSITIVE FOR ALCOHOL AND COCAINE.
Misery Loves Company – August 6, 2021
The above video is an archive of the latest edition of the Misery Loves Company social reading series.
8 erotic poems about literary nobodies
Bret Easton Ellis, just this once
don’t talk
dirty
to me.
How Christopher Became a Drunk
Christopher had skipped ahead of the Big Sky man.