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  • For the Love of Utopian Fragments

    I love me some Utopian Fragments (aka Dhyan). Now you can, too. Here’s a  really cool one that has to be one of my faves ever….Enjoy http://utopianfragments.wordpress.com/2012/01/10/the-rulls-of-love-vi/

  • floppy ears, as they should be

    she came on a Sunday left on a Wednesday it wasn’t like it was a special day   she liked leaves and maybe be leaving too come to think of it   when it’s time to go let ‘er go ears against the wind flipped inside out the way they should be   Postscript, if…

  • punch

    The punchline wasn’t the real punchline Or at least it wasn’t funny She wept. Like most things It’s what comes after the punchline that matters most She wept. For him.

  • A GUEST BLOG WHILE MEDICATEDLADY IS AWAY

    Guest blog post by Bryan Borland, in MedicatedLady’s absence Dear Readers, I was honored when MedicatedLady asked me to write a guest-post in her absence. Well, not so much honored as burdened. And she didn’t ask me so much as I demanded. Such is our relationship.  MedicatedLady is, at this moment, touring our nation’s capitol. Her…

  • Girl with Bad Attitude Crossing the Street

    Here’s a technique they use: In a perfect world, what would happiness, togetherness, the best date ever, etc. look like? Maybe the question helps some people, but it pisses me off. 1) Before I can even begin to answer the question, I have to imagine a perfect world, which is such a huge issue I…

  • For the Life and Love of Bunny-Love: an Interview with the Magnicent B.R. Belletryst

    I’ve been inspired by many of my fellow bloggers and my precious Bunny-Love (who considers me Mother and Poetic Grin his Other Mother, for he is the logical love child of the unnatural union of Bryan and me) has generously answered my probing questions with grace and good humor. 1. There was a skit on…

  • Bunny Dearest: A Love Child is Born

    Bunny and I met recently through Bryan and we’ve fallen in love. He’s also our Asian love child, which has a little bit of an Oedipus-esque twist minus the shame and eyegauging, and I am happy to share the fruits of our love with all of my dear readers. I. From dearest Bunny Belletryst. Careful,…

  • Oh

    Oh, Air Force John. How you’ve helped me this week. My time of need and all. You have provided ample distraction from real-life tragedy. Your silence is better than your hi’s or highs. Perhaps I would have liked to consider you a distraction in the flesh but no matter.   Oh, Air Force John. For…

  • Dying a Death

    The last words I’ll ever hear her speak are, “I’ve still got fight left in me.” Or maybe, “I don’t have no fight left in me.” I distinctly heard “fight left in me.” I asked her how she was.  Dry: “I’m great.” Floated back into her morphine dreams or nightmares. Later, when I was alone…

  • Rod Stewart and I Want to Know if We’ve Told You Lately…

    Have I told you* lately how much I like excuses? Especially ones involving elderly parents and work? Have I told you how classy it is for you to invite me to hit you up if I get bored at ***-***-**** without your knowing or asking for my name? I suppose I could call myself “you…