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The last lost poet spoke with Abraham Noguise on Talk Tonic
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Fuck you, Donald Trump
She could have been more persuasive
Apologies in advance
I don’t know if you remember where you were when you heard that Norman Mailer had been murdered but it happened twenty years ago this month. I remember it well because the next…
Some processes are due. Outrages near and far fall like discarded lyrics on a dub tape. That’s really clever. No it’s not. There’s too much to keep up with and I’m falling behind…
(transcript) Good morning and welcome to Talk Tonic on BMSI am Abraham Noguise, today, we have a very special guest who you’re going to recognize. There are not a lot of legends in…
Part One. Moral Underpinnings I’m not posing a new question. It is an ancient question. It’s been an academic question in the best of times, it’s been a tactical question in the worst…
I bring this to you with no explanation only excuses. w ww ww caw caw
For the most of you who take a glance then flick your fingers and vanish… oh they’re gone. Now that the wrong click viewers have used up their 0 to 30 seconds I…
AND the winner is… Fennel Vulvantis! Thank youThank you I like to believe that I know quality and I sense an audience now – Thank you – You know yourselves take a bow…
La di da Screw you Ed. People have lives. You type at a white screen that doesn’t respect you all day just to entertain ungrateful readers who can’t be bothered a simple ‘I…
14 Lines My super model is stumbling nervousLy about the runway trying to softShoe a sonnet ala Edna St. VinCent Millay stiffly over sore anklesBut not willing to offer her neckYet. How many…
(transcript) Good morning and welcome to Talk Tonic on BMSI am Abraham Noguise, today, the last lost poet speaks about the tragic end of poets. The last of what one might almost call…
Ed, it’s 100% SEO. I’ve done the work on this. You’ve heard of Emily Dickinson Of course you have. We all know her name. The bastards then didn’t but every single goddamn one…
(transcript) Good morning and welcome to talk tonic on BMSI am Abraham Noguise, today, with the casual first wink critic, who it’s been said that classifying carelesses soundalike pigeons play along. Have you…
A sad day. Fuck you, Donald Trump. That’s enough for now. I’ll be returning to this. I’m sorry to say.
Don’t do it, Bloog! It’s too late. 20 years too late. What did you call it, a blog? No one blogs anymore. If you had kept at it 15 years ago maybe you…
This is the year I kick off this careful-adjectival project. It’s written by IA. I a the only one wrinnen it… uh rin… rin… wrinnen it in to a wrinten thing! That sentence…
it’s not like you need me to fill you in. you are vast and empty but have been filled in plenty then erased like everything. you and i would rather not think about…
I’m all excited. Ouch. I’m gnawing on my finger. The pressure’s on. So much to live up to. All of those long ago sentences seen by tens that are supposed to exist somewhere…
If only my anger could make you read this
I would cover the earth in plaster of paris
and imprint you all into art projects
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