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Tuesday, 30 June 2020

Haiku #350

My stroll home explodes
Fogs of fire rake my eyes dry
This world’s blind, not I

Sunday, 28 June 2020

Haiku #349

Stars slept, dripping light
A hammer high shattered night 
Dawn’s gone, lost to sight

Saturday, 27 June 2020

Epigram

Something to remember: no matter how hot a day you are suffering through, any situation will get worse if you just add enough bees.

Haiku #348

Sun lights sweat slicked skin
Inner heat competes with fire
Touch ignites desire

Tuesday, 2 June 2020

American Civics 101

The last time the United States was a democracy was before the white people showed up.

Monday, 1 June 2020

Friday, 29 May 2020

Fried Hamlet

To kill or
To be killed?
Whether ‘tis nobler to
Take it up your butt or,
By acting, geld your 
Legion of foes?
Yorick, dear dead friend,
What advice can 
You to me tell,
From what you’ve learned 
In your circle of Hell?

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