colores primarios: amarillo
the very tip of the flame, the color of shite journalism, “stars of spectral classes f & g,” a ripe banana peel, piss full of vitamins being flushed out, ring around the
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colores primarios: azul
yummy antioxidant-filled berries of the same shade, the morpho butterfly, the famous color of l. cohen’s raincoat, the annoying smurfs, this color jeans make most
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colores primarios: rojo
a 1945 bottle of Romanée-Conti, a telephone booth in london, a rouge sunflower, a covered bridge in green river, vt, a basket of juicy ripe tomatoes, a branch of cherries bearing down as
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Realm of the Constellations (chapter 2ish)
Her childhood had been a less than stable experience, with deceit and manipulation being of hereditary disposition, she was in a way a self-fulfilling prophecy, of all that she had once hated.
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In Another Life...(IP)
I'd dare to do things differently...
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Stand Up Baby
Hey baby, dont you go, dont let others push you away from life, they dont always live it right, stand up proud when they call you a freak show, because they don't even know, you've got miles to go on
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Igor Gets Skunked
“Please have a seat,” said the mortician. “And please leave your skunk tied outside."
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Don't Do Drugs
If someone offers it to you, don’t do it
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The Top Ten Ways to Know You’re “Special” (an excerpt from my book, The Kind-Hearted Smartass)
10. You try to put shoelaces on your sandals. 9. You go to a shooting range with a squirt gun. 8. You bring your 3-Wood whenever you go miniature golfing.
A Chameleon (a poem from my book, Seasons Come, People Grow)
I blend in with my surroundings, Trying not to stand out, Paranoia sweeps over me, As I look around, My colors change, With every friend that I see, Not knowing what I want,
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