Tag: Poetry

January 2, 2026

I’m not a prophet, I could tell by his moan it was the first time he’d bottomed

January 2, 2026

Hawaa after eating forbidden fruit on the corniche turns brat

January 2, 2026

Bugs Bunny puts on Panty Hose

January 2, 2026

Recipe for Infinite Jello

January 2, 2026

THIS IS A SCHEMATIC OF A HOT ENGINE.

January 2, 2026

IF I MISTAKE A MAN FOR A GOD, i

A TOWN CALLED CLYMER

OSAGE HILLS STATE PARK

BLUE FORESKIN

AS THE WORLD TURNS

WHAT SUN CAN REVEAL [IN CREEK POOLS] IF YOU LET THEM

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