Lungs of the City

CHARLES MINGUS DOESN'T LIKE IT WHEN YOU JIBBER JABBER IN THE VENUE “You, my audience, are all a bunch of poppaloppers. A bunch of tum...

SOUTH OF NO NORTH ...escaping the war...Charles Bukowski "He looked at me. I stared down at my feet. He seemed to be reading a sheaf ...

Mothers Day Proclamation  by Julia Ward Howe Arise then...women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts! Whether your bap...

A EULOGY TO ANNE TKACH Thank you very much for joining us here to celebrate the life of Anne  with her father, Peter, the rest of her ...

AUTUMNAL DELUSION  Funny racism or runny fascism while ye prisoners of hope and fall colors eat pumpkin-spiced cold meds and mucous to av...

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KLEENEX Snotty sheriff, surely you remember the sky is stingy yet breaking water in a Montreal spoon sticky wet stool and wast...