What’re you gonna be for Halloweeeeeeen? Hell if we know.
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our trolls are no face
Didn’t hit the right notes, speak the right language. Convince of a future of further dismantling.
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mississippi megalops
I have a hard time relaxing. Every hour is structured, how else will life and death get done? and when the warm weather comes and wants my sweat, I kinda freak out.
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three inches
Not hard to keep my chin up, just hard to keep from laughing, I know better than to take anything too seriously.
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raincheck
Note the date. The ticket, not torn. First time listening to the latest album, I knew I had to see them before the opening track was done: I dreamed about the few US tour locations with the might of so what, I can do this, do anything, I am an adult! now soon again, Happy…
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nicollet’s jinn
Sinbad’s Cafe and Deli on Nicollet Ave has been closed for months, maybe years now.
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employed
It is October, unseasonably warm, and I am slave to a fat knee, twisted from dancing, naturally, in the clutches of crutches and bicycle envy.
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century of the self
Y’all cogs are fools, capitalistic tools, me too tis of thee, all sorts of angst I thought I’s over, sidling up to thirty.
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sparkler lady
Chain-lighting sparklers while Mom held back the toddlers, I burned only one boy.
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scared funny
It’s funny, because it really is scary.
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