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
05/08/19: I Know You Share My Outrage May 8, 2019 iambanapestanguish, autopsy, children, coroner, gurney, journey, leaks, limerick, metaphysics, outrageous, poem, poetry, post mortem, purity, school shootings, some kid, tax returns, tax summary, taxes, TrumpLeave a comment Image
02/16/18: On Any Given Day, I Might Be of the Opinion That Children Are Our Future. Or Not. February 16, 2018February 16, 2018 iambanapest"wealth creation", limerick, Nazis, poetry, school shootings, slaughter, tax "reform", the death of a datable teen is an American tragedy, Tide pods, 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
01/27/18: The Putative Heft of Melania’s Tears January 27, 2018 iambanapestFLOTUS, guns, Jesus these fucking guns are awesome, limerick, more guns, poetry, school shootings, the divine right of guns, Trump, you know the shrug I mean--the one with the big fat smirkLeave a comment Image
