09/10/20: You Say Withholding Vital Information, I Say Building a Legacy September 10, 2020 iambanapestBob Woodward, bones, covid-19, golf, legacy, limerick, manslaughter, murder, oxygen, poem, poet, poetry, rage, recordings, Trump, withholding informationLeave a comment Regarding the Bob Woodward tapes.https://www.cnn.com/2020/09/09/politics/trump-bob-woodward-interviews/index.html 09/10/20: You Say Withholding Vital Information, I Say Building a Legacy
08/05/20: You Have Only to Look at My Republicans to Know That Love Is an Unfathomable Mystery August 5, 2020August 5, 2020 iambanapestcertified, children, covid-19, crook, dud, in cold blood, kids, limerick, love, Mary Trump, murder, mystery, niece, poem, poet, poetry, Stormy Daniels, stud, Trump, unfathomableLeave a comment Image
07/27/20: Grades K-12 Will Lead Us All to Glory July 27, 2020July 27, 2020 iambanapestbrittle, buzz, covid-19, K-12, kids, limerick, murder, poem, poet, poetry, school reopening, school system, schools, TrumpLeave a comment Image
06/22/20: Rhetorical/Not Rhetorical: What’s It Like to Be a Malignant Narcissist in Charge of a Pandemic? June 22, 2020June 22, 2020 iambanapestchumps, covid-19, daunt, haunt, limerick, malignant, murder, narcissist, nasal, negligent homicide, pandemic, poem, poet, poetry, rhetorical question, swab, testing, Trump, up to the job, vaunt, white morons, whitenessLeave a comment Image
06/04/20: They’re MY Soldiers and It’s MY Stuff, Including the Lincoln Memorial June 4, 2020June 4, 2020 iambanapestcops, hair-trigger, kill, killing, limerick, Lincoln Memorial, murder, patron saint, poem, poet, poetry, police, police riots, policing, prayer, property rights, protests, riots, soldiers, spite, troops, Trump, Washington D.C., white flightLeave a comment Image
05/16/20: I Don’t Make the Rules May 16, 2020May 16, 2020 iambanapesteyewitness, fitness, Fox News, guns, I don't make the rules, inspector general, kill, limerick, mob rules, murder, our thing, poem, poet, poetry, Pompeo, rub out, Rush Limbaugh, scared shitless, snuff, State Department, Steve Linick, toxin, TrumpLeave a comment Image
04/04/20: Why I So Desperately Envy Mobsters April 4, 2020April 4, 2020 iambanapestcoronavirus, covid-19, envy, germs, killing, limerick, made guy, Mafia, mobsters, murder, poem, poet, poetry, small hands, tiny hands, Trump, unmade guy, virusLeave a comment Image
02/04/20: In the Room the Senators Come and Go / Talking of When They’ll Get Their Dough February 4, 2020February 4, 2020 iambanapestcare a fig, chophouse, death, Do I dare to eat a peach?, Do I dare to eat the dreams of a Salvadoran child?, Eliot, limerick, murder, nice corner booth, poem, poet, poetry, T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, Trump, Trump limerick, truth, uncouth, youthLeave a comment Image
11/25/19: I Love the Smell of War Crimes in the Morning November 25, 2019November 25, 2019 iambanapestballad, butcher, corpse, Eddie Gallagher, exquisite, folk song, Frankie and Johnny, limerick, milk, murder, murder ballad, Navy SEAL, pardon, poem, poetry, presidential, quilt, spilled, spilt, Trump, udder, war crimes, war criminal, weepLeave a comment Image
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 Image