09/01/20: Sometimes, When the Sun Is at Just the Right Angle, I Actually See Rainbows When I Talk September 1, 2020 iambanapestcamouflage, covid-19, dweebs, fear, Kenosha, limerick, militia, poem, poet, poetry, puppeteer, small hands, spit, terror, tiny hands, Trump, Wisconsin Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Image
