author of many genres because no one likes being stationary
Fuck your mind. Yup, someone said that to me once. And not in a cool, "fuck your mind is amazing," type of way. Nope, it was, "fuck your mind is just a mess." I don't deny this. I live in it, so take it from me, it is messy up there. But sometimes when it's …
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Times of Change The fists pounded on every door in the home. The pads of their feet are rhythmic as the two boys roam. "What did Santa bring me?" the littlest redhead exclaimed "Stupid, Santa ain't real," his brother retorted, attitude mostly untamed "Neither is the word, ain't," corrected the boys' father, Stress is drawn …
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Christmas Covid Cat All these dumb hoomans A smell of chemical on their hands And panties on their face At home longer now and all they do is stare into space But never offer any extra snacks Or giving in to my daily ferocious attacks I scream night and day for their surrender of Earth …
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