The one time I tried to smoke a cigarette, my friends mocked me: “Cut that out. You look totally ridiculous.” By common consensus, I couldn’t pull off foul language either. I thought the problem might have been some crisp Englishness lingering in my elocution—my… Continue Reading ““Douchebag” and other rude, not-seasonally-festive epithets”
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a poetry blog & online home to the work of José Angel Araguz
book blogger & reviewer
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
Art. Disability. Writing.
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The work wants to be made
Writing from both sides of the brain
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Mundane musings from a collector of the quotidian
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