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Archive for March 5th, 2013

By JD Nelson

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Tupperwhere

It was easy, eating rat.

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“Your planet,” I said, “disgusts me.”
“Where were you born?” she asked.
“Nowhere,” I said.

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Get on the Moon, Apollo!

“There’s no ink for Sunday’s paper, so we’ll have to do without coupons,” said the toad. “We’ll have to do without comeeks.”

“Get away from me with that eye,” said the tree.

The brain happening to the self.

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luncheon dungeon

a moon in every living room
a lion in every den

swansome in my new nikes
(rhymes with mikes, not psyches)

it was easy, eating art.

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