April is one cruel motherfucka Useless Hotel slippers overlap With shabby grey sensible Tom’s ethical pumps and fila flops I …
The Switchers. More more poem by A. Q.
Raspberries grow in a dark damp climate Strawburries in the sushi jesus christ tonite what’s for lunch a sausage? porridge? …
The Switchers. More poem by A. Q.
I shoo as hell don’t know what this is. Amen brother! But it’s shoo got you thinking, right? Hell, I …
The Switchers. A poem by A. Q.
That music was so God-damned bad I had to go to the frickin tawlet! Oh yeah. You got nothin on …