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Category Archives: Other
Sockopalypse
I tried to park my foot in my sock but couldn’t manage the 90-degree bend. So I backed out of that narrow stall and eased in more slowly. Still nope.
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November Hoar
During this seasonal ill, stone stands out in debossed relief, the world having gone chill and soil swelling itself above.
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November
The Peshastin pear have all gone red. Leaves long left, rank upon rank of gray boles hunch their shoulders which bear forests of crimsoned shoots.
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Doing the Math
When division is the objective tensions inevitably multiply. Things no longer seem to add up. Be the one to make a difference.
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Demise of the Double-Breasted Swagger
Fashion failure is not on his menu, last year’s styles de rigueur mortis. He is your je ne sais squat, a haute-mess couture vision, all savoire faux du journée.
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The Downwind Rut
There’s a rose bush up the way a bit but the scent ain’t what gives it away— it’s the downwind rut out front the shed what catches all the breezes blow its way.
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What It’s Like
one tine of the fork at the top of the vulture tree
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FYITF, or Die Stem von Sud Afrika
He’s a rich churl Now don’t try to chide him Teflon on the souls of his shoes
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Subject Lines
Pray for the victim, pray for the perp Pray for the Kingdom to come here on Earth Pray for the Kingdom, the Kingdom, the kingdom to come
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Incompatagonia
Selk’nam mythology tells us that natural phenomena, whether wind, snow, lightning, or earthquake, plus the very elements and each animal, were once human beings.
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