09/01/19: Why Is It the Second Amendment? Why Isn’t it the First? Why Isn’t It the Only Amendment? September 1, 2019September 1, 2019 iambanapestbaby, God's grace, God's will, limerick, Midland, my base, National Rifle Association, NRA, Odessa, poem, poetry, right to bear arms, Second Amendment, shot in the face, shrug, Texas, TrumpLeave a comment Image
08/21/19: I Show Him the Utmost Respect and Deference and I Mostly Just Nod a Lot August 21, 2019 iambanapestbarrow, bodies, children, kids, limerick, marrow, mute, National Rifle Association, NRA, Pharaoh, poem, poetry, quicksilver, render, shoot, Trump, universal background checks, voices, Wayne LaPierre, weigh, weight, wheelbarrow, zilchLeave a comment “Trump tells NRA chief that universal background checks are off the table.” 08/21/19: I Show Him the Utmost Respect and Deference and I Mostly Just Nod a Lot
05/09/19: When You Value Something, You Protect It. I Mean, Duh. May 9, 2019May 9, 2019 iambanapestchildren, firearms, gummi worms, guns, I have sniffed eternity in that sweet/sour/sugary exhalation, John Doe, kids, limerick, little toe, National Rifle Association, NRA, pint-size, poem, poetry, school shootings, Second Amendment, Trump, van Gogh, weaponsLeave a comment Image
02/14/18 (2): Triggered February 15, 2018February 15, 2018 iambanapestlimerick, National Rifle Association, NRA, poetry, school shootings, the Second Amedment, transcendentalism, TrumpLeave a comment Image
11/13/17: Flowers Make Any Occasion More Special November 13, 2017 iambanapestcoping mechanisms, cult of death, limerick, National Rifle Association, poetry, prom flowers, the breath of babies, TrumpLeave a comment Image
