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12/03/19: What’s With These Random Images and Scraps of Memory That Plague Me in the Medicated Night?

December 3, 2019 iambanapest'46 Dodge, Adam Schiff, ash, cone, cremains, cremation, golf, illness, impeachment, limerick, medication, poem, poetry, sex, sickness, syphilis, the pox, Titleist, Trump, Trump limerick, unfit, up on blocks, whiff

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12/03/19: What’s With These Random Images and Scraps of Memory That Plague Me in the Medicated Night?

11/28/19: Have Yourself a Swell and/or Swole Thanksgiving

November 28, 2019November 28, 2019 iambanapestalone, dyeing, give thanks, golf, golfing, hair, joystick, joysticking, lies, limerick, lying, Photoshop, poem, poetry, real Americans, Rocky, Rocky Balboa, skin, Stallone, swole, Swole Trump, Thanksgiving, tiny hands, Trump, tweeting, Twitter, unkemptLeave a comment

11/10/19: People Don’t Understand the Pressure That Comes With Being a Fashion Icon

November 10, 2019 iambanapestfashion, fitness, golf, limerick, Melania, organs, pink, poem, poetry, slimming, Trump, white, whiteness

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11/04/19: Elderly White Man Moves to Florida for the Golf and the Strip-Mall Massage Parlors

November 4, 2019November 4, 2019 iambanapestcement boots, club, concrete, docks, execution, Fifth Avenue, Florida, Florida Man, golf, groping strangers is my Proustian madeleine, limerick, Mafia, massage parlors, mobsters, murder, New York, nightclub, NYC, overshoes, poem, poetry, sexual assault, Studio 54, the mob, Trump, velvet rope, Wall StreetLeave a comment

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09/19/19: Golf During Hurricanes, or Still Looking for Nuance, Are You?

September 19, 2019 iambanapesteschew, eschewing, fucking, golf, good, hurricanes, limerick, nuance, poem, poetry, smithereens, true, Trump, vaccinesLeave a comment

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09/10/19: Someone* Once Said, “Diplomacy Is Like Jazz.” Well, I Hate Jazz.

September 10, 2019September 10, 2019 iambanapestbig picture, course, creche, diplomacy, flesh, fleshes, force, gene, golf, HORSE, intelligence, jazz, kissing, limerick, poem, poetry, refugee children, remorse, Richard Holbrooke, tongue, Trump, Trump-brandedLeave a comment

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*Richard Holbrooke

09/10/19: Someone* Once Said, “Diplomacy Is Like Jazz.” Well, I Hate Jazz.

09/05/19: I Make My Own Damn Podcasts, Thank You Very Much

September 5, 2019September 5, 2019 iambanapestbodies, convenient, free!, golf, harpy, limerick, obsessions, OCD, phrases, podcast, poem, poetry, sea, Sharpie®, Trump, wifeLeave a comment

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