A Poetic Thought on the Patriot Act
A Poetic Thought on the Patriot Act
My sense of humor can be summarized with one joke: Q: Why does 6 hate 7? A: Because 7 8 out 9.
A Poetic Thought on the Patriot Act
Dying Breed: The USA Writers' Farewell Tour, Part I (And a Poem Too!)
The Puddle of Optimism I Wake Up Soaked In & The Beginning of My Writing Diaries
A whiny hoe with a bloody vag leaves her mark on Gaudio, prompting him to disavow one night stands and *gasp* embrace monogamy.
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Your horsemeat curtains are steaming in the summer heat, right ladies? Get ready to freshen up the heavy duty way (supplies not included).
Okay kids.<br /><br />Well, classes have started and because I'm busy enjoying my last bit of nice weather, drinking at the #1 party school in the country and trying like hell to get laid, it'll probably be a week or two before a new blog post or article comes out.<br /><br />I need time to let the creative juices marinate my brain...and I also need to get laid... terribly.<br />
A writer in the Appalachian mountains pours over his last words, pondering his past and the despair over his wife.