I wrote a lot of poetry in my younger days. Like, a lot. It was my jam. Sometimes there was meter, sometimes there was rhyme, but I considered myself more of a free-verse poet. And most of it was terrible (bad poetry, oh noetry!). But I kept writing — so much so that my friend …
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Missed Connections
I’ve forgotten how to relate. Spent a lifetime of thinking the possibility of a relationship was more important than having a relationship. Work has to go into it to bring it value. But, no. I focused on the possibility. And now it’s no longer possible. I’m an old man. The end.
Return to Source
I survived COVID-19. But I have this anger. Muted rage. All that worry, all that preparation, all that precaution, all the vaccinations, all the epidemiological learnings, all the discussions and warnings and avoidance. And I still got COVID. Still. I just don’t understand. I tried. Honestly tried. But I got it from a place of …
Sue Smells T Cells
Dear Diary: I hope you’re sitting down on the toilet, because you’re gonna shit yourself laughing. Guess what I got last week! OMG guess! Hahahaha. Haaaaahaahahaha. Hahahaa. Hahahahahahaha. Haha. Hah. Ha. Oh god I’m out of breath. So yeah, that’s right, after 2 some-odd of the worst years of everybody’s lives, it finally came around …
TNA
I’m only here for the tits and ass. Everything else is pretense. Obviously.