10/28/19: Because I Could Not Stop For Death He Kindly Kicked Me in the Nuts Every Minute of Every Day October 28, 2019October 28, 2019 iambanapestBarack Hussein Obama, Because I could not stop for Death, death, fate, free!, gruesome, I die, limerick, love, more loved, Obama, opus posthumous, pathologists, pathology, poem, poetry, post mortem, ticket, Trump, unlovedLeave a comment Image
09/24/19: The More I Think About Epistemology, the More I Want to Trash the Whole World September 24, 2019 iambanapestassumptions, bait, corruption, fate, fish, glutton, hooked, limerick, loser, poem, poetry, scandal, third wife, Trump, Ukraine, ways of knowing, weight, whence cometh, woe, you might thinkLeave a comment Image
11/02/17: Background Music Front and Center November 2, 2017November 2, 2017 iambanapestcroaking, fate, gristle, limerick, missiles, Muzak, poetry, thistles, Trump, venom, whistling past the graveyardLeave a comment Image
10/08/17: My Word Is My Bond. And Yours. October 8, 2017 iambanapestbait, fate, God I love the double negative, limerick, poetry, promises, TrumpLeave a comment Image
02/20/17 (Presidents’ Day) February 20, 2017February 20, 2017 iambanapestfate, life stages, limerick, Trump, unhealthy sexual development in boys1 Comment 02/20/17 (Presidents’ Day)
