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I’m not sure how much national coverage this story is getting (Oklahoma; go fig), but I want YOU to see it. Pre-Emptive Poon Disclaimer: I am Texas born and raised, love everything that’s Mexican, and live in a predominantly Mexican neighborhood. Pull the other one; there is zero racism in my intent to share this.…
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Last week, an apartment complex exploded a stone’s throw from my front door. I’d never heard anything like it outside of an Army base. Apparently, a work crew nicked a gas line. According to the news, they did so two days before the explosion. Read that again. The amount of lawsuits piling up are tremendous…
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My favorite new writing spot: bed. I’m stuffed into a corner; a warm, weighted blanket constricting me like a mothers best friend’s bosom. I’m a southerner, after all. I tried to nip incestual shenanigans in the bud at the earliest age. Texas is a strange place. You can’t be too careful. Also, it’s been 52…
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What a lousy thing to say, but it’s the truth. My wife asked how I stood there filming in the presence of screaming children and faces gushing blood; all while the heat of a demolished, yet still burning, apartment complex threatened to singe my facial hair. How? I didn’t have anything else to do. The…
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This happened a block from my house. The explosion rattled me off my couch! I got over there as quickly as I could. First responders jumped into action. I only saw 3 survivors. I’ve never felt an explosion like that outside of the military. Update: DPD officer states “natural gas explosion”. To my knowledge, the…
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Did we die during the pandemic? Unaware of our fates as a result of the disease? Perhaps they engineered it that way. We’ll never know, and it’s mostly because we all don’t care enough to inquire; collectively. We’re stuck in an endless Hell-loop, fighting and clawing the eyes of the gear-headed baseball-dad’s belting out their…
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Sirens. Eternal f’ing sirens. They meet each other, east to west, like two lost souls… …only they can’t honk at one another because their sirens are on. Wasted opportunities. A block party rages beyond my window. Luckily, the sirens aren’t headed there. Several someone’s are celebrating something, and they’re more powerful. My porch strumming buddy,…
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Take a journey with me… Disclaimer: I don’t know why Corbell is being such an a-hole in this interview. I had just purchased his documentary to watch afterward, but I had it refunded. This is not the field of research to try to be a f’ing rock star. I’m incredibly disappointed. Redaction: we can smell…
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spitting through gnashed teeth,come demise or flood,my art, my soul, my flesh,it will matter,I am done being the ever pleasant,ever amicable,ever agreeable, good girl, I will not longer be the shadow, of the entity that seeded an entity,I am my own fucking person, If I want something, I myself will pursue,glaring, bleeding, sweating uphill,no more…















