I went to a market today in midtown and met a girl who was selling her poems. You pick your topic and price and she writes you a poem on the spot. The girl before me traded her favorite drawing pen for a poem. I traded $3 for a poem about traveling.
what if doorbells went dong ding instead of ding dong
don’t say something like that
I was at the zoo the other day and there was this fucking goose trying to act likE A FUCKING FLAMINGO
How dare a woman use a relevant anatomically correct term in a debate about abortion!
sometimes I struggle to believe that the usa is a real country and not an elaborate joke
Sometimes we all struggle to believe that we’re a real country