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Month: August 2011

  • Anthology

    A word, self-righteous angel If you write the Anthology of You There are consequences Demon-meaning In essence It’s time to drink down the medicine: If you play with Ouija Don’t complain about the smell of dead people

  • grammar lesson

    I had a cousin*. She’s not herself Mainly because she’s dead And her body has been reduced to dirty powder puffs. I am reminded here and again That grammar is just grammar. It’s only personal when a subject crosses the boundary between what is and what was. *my cousin committed suicide recently

  • grass

    It’s not that I think the grass is greener on the other side…only that I’m pissed there’s grass on the other side.