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Dandelions

Dandelions

Dandelions Kurt sat cold at the end of his driveway, a bowl of sugary offerings for the children settled in his lap. He treasured Halloween, but the festivity was winding down. Night had completely fallen. Most of the children and parents had come and gone. Parents with children dressed as pirates and superheroes and princesses, […]

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams I’m intrigued by certain correlations. Sometimes I’m struck by bits of information and try to fit them together like pieces of a puzzle. The human puzzle, I guess you could (pretentiously) say. One of these bits is the obsession with the Cadillac Escalade. Heck, I probably shouldn’t care. There’s better things to think […]

The Gamble

The Gamble

The Gamble Fitzi went all in on four Queens/8 high. Jimmy beat him with a straight flush of hearts. He raked Fitzi’s chips into his pile. “You buying back in?” Jimmy asked. Jimmy had all the luck. It confounded Fitzi because Jimmy didn’t appear to be much of a man of God. He didn’t even […]

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat There’s an online petition to stop lab-grown meat from being served in schools. When I heard about it, I needed to know more. The petition lists reasons why serving lab-grown meat in schools is a bad idea. These reasons are kind of boring, so I scrolled down to where people have posted videos […]

Fingernails

Fingernails

Fingernails Sometimes, when I cross the line to Indiana, I stop at Howie’s truck stop diner for a pork tenderloin sandwich. See, I was born and raised in Indiana. Now I live just across the state line. But, because I’m a Hoosier by birth, when I go over to Indiana and pass by Howie’s, I […]

Category: poetry

Butterfly
poetry

Butterfly

Butterfly the obsession for capturing some essence of some artform hope the obsession never leaves you and hope you never … Continue reading Butterfly

Poetic Excretion
poetry

Poetic Excretion

Poetic Excretion the first obstacle find something that confounds you find something that spellbinds you then while pinching your nose … Continue reading Poetic Excretion

Eggnog
poetry

Eggnog

Eggnog i drank a half quart of eggnog mixed with cognac and got a decent buzz but i left the … Continue reading Eggnog

Afraid
poetry

Afraid

Afraid yes i’m afraid of the odor of the cigarettes left to stink in the coffee cup yes i’m afraid … Continue reading Afraid

Signs
poetry

Signs

Signs she sits comfortably with a crossed leg kicking a little too high she sits too comfortably in a posture … Continue reading Signs

Just Causes
poetry

Just Causes

Just Causes the moral cause of justice demands punishment for an innocently slain cop the moral cause of justice demands … Continue reading Just Causes

Piss Christ
poetry

Piss Christ

Piss Christ long before serrano blasphemed christ in the jar your messiah was stripped from his place of glorious sanctity … Continue reading Piss Christ

God, Family & Country
poetry

God, Family & Country

God, Family & Country freedom from any god freedom from any fucking flag and freedom from a flag waving god … Continue reading God, Family & Country

Heaven & Hell
poetry

Heaven & Hell

Heaven & Hell in heaven there will be no george carlin or redd foxx records in heaven there will be … Continue reading Heaven & Hell

Beast on a Bicycle
poetry

Beast on a Bicycle

Beast on a Bicycle the beast can be declawed and defanged the beast can be given all it needs to … Continue reading Beast on a Bicycle

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