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
06/29/18: Keeping Checklists Is One of the Seven Habits of Deeply Awful People June 29, 2018June 29, 2018 iambanapestcapitalized nouns, capped teeth, grave sites, limerick, NRA, poetry, presidential acts as piles of feces, TrumpLeave a comment Image
05/04/18 (2): Oh, Nothing, Just Addressing a Group That’s Cool With Mass Murder May 4, 2018 iambanapestballs, briocherie, gaucherie, guns and buttery pastry, limerick, NRA, poetry, TrumpLeave a comment Image
03/02/18: Liberty—It Tingles March 2, 2018March 2, 2018 iambanapestgood (great) meeting, limerick, NRA, Oval Office and chill, penile picayunity, poetry, spatter, TrumpLeave 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
