Ode to the Star-Nosed Mole

mental expectorations in poetic format (often rhyming...huzzah!), dedicated to my very favorite rodent.

Saturday, March 17, 2018

Brunch

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Brunch is a portmanteau Like bankster, Fleshlight, Clamato, chortle, and cremains. And also endorphin, which is endog...

Fun

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The psychologist was having so much fun Playing with her plastic dopamine molecules Imagining them binding to the receptors in her br...
Thursday, February 15, 2018

Wasteland Paradise

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There are crumpled-up poems Old magazines, dried fruits A photographer roams Rolls of film in her peach-pink suit She must document thi...
Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Athletes

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Athletes are built to be hefty Athletes are built to be strong Athletes have beefy, sleek buttocks That look like two plums in a thon...
Monday, February 5, 2018

Crazy People

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Crazy people have too much time on their hands They examine the stomata on the epidermis of leaves They examine the incisors of gerbils...
Sunday, February 4, 2018

Am I Confusing Angels with Salamanders, Part II

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Angels have bright yellow eyes, stripes and cutaneous respiration They hum like hang drums and slide over hunters’ boots They snap-jaw ...

Am I Confusing Angels with Salamanders, Part I

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Angels are small and green and live in the sludge If you pull one out, and it’s feisty, it will bite your finger. You cannot breathe th...
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