Category Archives: poetry

USUALLY MINE AND USUALLY BAD

Kiss Me Clean

kiss me clean
no,
don’t lick
kiss me clean
yes,
that’s it

lick me clean
no,
don’t kiss
lick me clean
yes,
that’s it

Happy Halloween

Each night father fills me with dread
As he sits at the foot of my bed
I don’t mind that he speaks
In gib­bers and squeaks
But for seven­teen years he’s been dead.

From The Lis­ting Attic, Edward Gorey. Circa 1954.
For some gory Gorey, see my Com­pul­sions.
Happy Halloween.

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Keep your girl chil­dren out of out­fits that sexua­lize, and keep your­self out of out­fits that

Everybody Knows It’s Old School Friday

The Old School Fri­day theme this week is “This One Is Dedi­ca­ted To”…
It’s almost impos­si­ble for me to think of anything for this. Not that I couldn’t dedi­cate songs to a num­ber of peo­ple but I usually don’t go there and I’m not going to this time, at least not really.
Not tech­ni­cally old school, it

It’s All About Women — Dorothy Parker

This week will be all about women, be they well known, unk­nown, blog­gers, jog­gers, or something in bet­ween. As a pre­lude to Inter­na­tio­nal Women’s Day I will trans­form Won­der­land or Not into mini cele­bra­tion of women.
IWD is obser­ved annually world­wide on March 8th, it is now an offi­cial holi­day in China, Arme­nia, Rus­sia, Azer­bai­jan, Bela­rus,