Got my photo on the cover of the Forest Park Review, after my show at Chalk this weekend…
1 week, 3 days
Frida Kahlo has a hell of a unibrow,
How she grew that I don’t know how.
But that caterpillar is fatter than my fattie.
I know yo mamma like it, but who’s yo daddy? 411 more words
1 week, 6 days
I’ve already arrived, but I keep on moving
The sound of my own wheels turning is soothing.
Grooving my mind along to this smooth vibe. 400 more words
You got dizzy, I got busy with your girlfriend
Circular logic, I whirl peas without end.
Metta World Peace changed his name back to Artest… 362 more words
It’s all academic when I get on the mic,
your idiotic semiotics best take a hike.
I got tenure on you, I publish, you perish, 540 more words
Girls are burning with optimism’s flame.
Gamed the system, Miss Pessimism’s claim to fame is:
That she knew me back when.
Trees fall in the forest, I’m all about the zen. 318 more words
My Asian carp is the pride of the hood,
Local fish made good, locovore withstood.
No stomach can stomach it, bony and briny,
Felonious skunk of the sea, never drunk on Hennessey, 102 more words