Poetry

You cried so hard today your entire body turned red.But it wasn’t so very loud. I’ve never seen your dad look so scared.It’s not often that I’ve seen him even frown. Your mom has an oxygen mask,but I don’t know for how long.Honestly, I’m scared to askin case it’s rude or just wrong. Usually babies… Read more: Dear Nibbling

A retired air force reservist Knew that flex cuffs would need to be purchased To restrain legislators And all the trump haters, He’s released and the FBI’s nervous.

to get to this doc six and a quarter minutes every single day

the kind of monster you want is a baby monster that way you can make sure it knows how to do things like not bite you before he grows up to be a big monster

Tiny mob bosses, Chickadees, share the solstice, So forthright and round. Inspiration Sometimes there are poems just floating around. I shared the words for this one from a patreon post by Laura Packer. I remixed them and had a lovely time switching around her words and thinking about the chickadees.

My vote counts less than people who live out of town,but Biden still won.

Coyote claws click on slick capitol marble. lychan gone, girl dies.

The birds clock chimes 12.“Yellow bellied cock sucker!”“Sapsucker, grandma.”

It’s evidence, butI bought it for himHe’s at the end

sneered. Elevator smeared dropped pink buttercream in my hotel carpet. -Gail Menius