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- @DanCheckley so I can write a Celtic ballad titled "And The Next Morning Her Ghost Cried For Glitter" w/a euro-techno breakdown, right? 13 hours ago
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Four Months Is A Long Time To Be Apart (aka EveryDay May: Day 18)
Right now I’ll eat this apricot. It’s not a peach, like it should be. Right now in Georgia, you’re asleep; tired from driving longer ways Apricots don’t come from Georgia, but peaches make me think of you Driving the shortest … Continue reading
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Limericks for Bones 6×22 (aka EveryDay May: Day 12)
SPOILER ALERT: If you did not watch this week’s Bones, don’t read this, cuz some major insan-o-mania spoilers lie within, along with some speculation, since we don’t yet have actual official confirmation that actual official sex happened when you-know-who crawled … Continue reading
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Anti-Airplane Haikus (aka EveryDay May: Day 8)
[Dedicated to Bryson] I don’t think I’m mean. I’m not a violent person. Except on airplanes. The DOOM that is flight can be summed up by one word: claustrophobia. About four hours in, one starts to hallucinate about things like … Continue reading
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Addendum (or The Bride of Poetry Hour)
Uh, apparently my fingers decided they weren’t done rhyming or whatever. So here’s an addendum to today’s Poetry Hour. I Can See The “Hotel Bethlehem” Sign From My Window This Christmas city thrives on light, with neon signs held high … Continue reading
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