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Monthly Archives: August 2017
358 (Trump Trump)
Trump Trump, trump Trump, trump Trump, trump Trump, trump Trump dump Trump, dump Trump, dump Trump, dumb Trump, dump Trump “You rollin’ like Trump, you get your meat lumped.” Lump Trump, lump Trump, lump Trump, lump Trump, lump Trump: Punk … Continue reading
A series of furtive haiku written while sitting around at a french birthday that was actually a wedding/baptism.
1 Time has really stopped People speak of potatoes and other cool things. 2 One leaves one’s leaves once Return is impossible I have one leaf left. 3 My stomach is strong like a wild boar in summer I am … Continue reading
357 (Survival Tactics)
Outside of Rennes births certainly happen but I must escape the felicity with a cimarrón perspective: strap in independent thought and audacity It’s a mental move, for we are stuck here under the wincing willow I must sit Lord, I … Continue reading
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