Padlock Junction

Gullible phub Thewless prodigy Prodigal daughters of our time. Erudition superstition Not at odds here. No bolt may stifle The freedom of your consciousness. Burn down the library And crucify the church If you must. The padlocks you’ve purchased are your own to pound.   Written for Week #3 of Nate's poetry class, Fun With... Continue Reading →

Clusterf*ck of a Night

Womanism, a well-known Jezebel (Opposite an insanely inflated sense of self-importance) Maliciously infantile mansplaining (Eyes focused well in the gaslight) Evading this bunglesome lush (Impossibilities and impressions exchanged for a bar tab and flirtatious fallacies) Abandon accountability for ancillary anticipation (A vapid skinflint of acquiescence) Written for Week #2 of Nate's Poetry class, Fun With... Continue Reading →

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