Ghazal for America, 2018 Tell another tale: build a wall high and thick, brick by brick. Kill the sick, grab the chick. That’ll make us great again. Parched of reason, we’re Jonesing for more Kool-Aid. Guzzle it down, quick now…. Continue Reading →
Self Help Ghazal The man of me and boy left behind went digging for redemption but were scared off by shadow thugs before we went deep enough. A few laughs with some bears in drag and a naked slip ‘n… Continue Reading →
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