Is this a vociferous freedom
And does it matter?--
How I came to this abandonment howling
Skulking, between blasted out cinder blocks and lockets,
Treating everything at the tip of my nose as if
It were going to keep me alive--
It asks that you keep watch in these tight times,
The blight.
The Monkey
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There’s an area in our home referred to as “The Black Hole” as things tend
to disappear there never to be seen again. The notion that something
uncanny e...
1 month ago
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Buck up kid. We'd trust you to cook a boot.
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