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Where The doggerel barks

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Click Bait Gate

I once thought in paragraphs admittedly in the occasional italics but the script was declarative informed by personal improvisation of principals particular to upbringing and upkeep I’d peep about politics … Keep Reading

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Capeesh

in evening, reading a tome of truth parochial in particular pluralistic ideals what real feels is a bona fide bourbon pour that enlightens the drip dry in a drizzle of … Keep Reading

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Sway

in lieu of something new and with no imprint on the important things that Spring flings through a culture keyed to zero-sum up to and including sharing a sunset with … Keep Reading

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A Calendar Knows How To Chill

a day away from a poem a day and I’m already feeling petulant. pride of place, I recon, with no reason but a heathen hip hip hurray to gainsay what … Keep Reading

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Cubs Win. So I’m Told

I slept through opening day of the baseball play and some would say I’m an bad actor Is that your take or are you fair weather and note a nap … Keep Reading

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Product Placement

platitudes about gratitude grate against the gait of my thinking but howdy hoi polloi, should I smile when I say that, as I belly up to the bar, yet again … Keep Reading

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Them There Hills

For Bobbi: Her six words…Silver, laughing, restless, vodka, over. (Yes only five, but Bobbi gets a pass from me forever.) Them There Hills I’m back into silver long well, metals … Keep Reading

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Bridging The Gulf

For Snz: ….Her six words… jetpack, crooner, shapeshift, biscuit, chalet, sly Bridging The Gulf It was a jetpack junket nothing sly about a G-5 a special interest shapeshift of a … Keep Reading

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When The Karaoke Bars Went 24/7

From Gabriella….. Her Six Words : Japan, Christmas, dog, swimming, republican, pasta When The Karaoke Bars Went 24/7 The Salarymen’s work stoppage shook Japan to it’s core and Christmas in … Keep Reading

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to daze of reverie

when hope leaves a note hangs that pipe dream last seen circumventing a cowering crowd lapsing around a cul-de-sac The fatal fact remote bangs that ripe scheme a task clean … Keep Reading

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