Monthly Archives: January 2012

in order to curb the show of asses (and the title of this poem shall be What Happens After Sunday)

called Moonday? maybe it would very unintentionally encourage people to show their asses at each other.

a very appropriate number/time.

will giggle because it’s tickled.

history was instead called herstory

armor-piercing ideas

of not being deaf.

i’m not so sure if that stranger will immediately receive a call.

; a readmill operated by the running motivation of finding out what happens next in the story.

of a pee-in-pants moment