9/26/17 - Somewhere, right now, someone is writing a masterpiece.
9/30/17 - A boy kisses a girl, and pops like a balloon. The girl opens her mouth, out of which come a thorny rose.
10/15/17 - An iron rainbow.
10/15/17 - A poet writes; wax rains on an abused image.
10/18/17 - Binbong Dumbly dwells under a bridge, mugging the fumblies who dare call him ugly.
11/16/17 - I'm starting to like fixed form poetry. Also, the phrase "think to yourself" is redundant unless you're telepathic.
11/26/17 - Somewhere between that worn, old bowler hat and the freshly cut grass underneath, stood my best friend.
12/5/17 - I do just want to be happy, but on the other hand, contentment is the antithesis to progress.
12/5/17 - Feel that you're sociable. Know that you're spectacular. Don't forget that you're well suited for reproduction.
1/1/18 - I want to write a song in French.
6/16/18 - I'm going to miss you.