The roses are blackened
The violets are dead
Your liver is poisoned
By sugar and bread.
The news is disheartening
An Orange Cretin is King
Republicans gloat
And won’t do a damned thing. Continue reading An Anti-Valentine for America (#175)
The roses are blackened
The violets are dead
Your liver is poisoned
By sugar and bread.
The news is disheartening
An Orange Cretin is King
Republicans gloat
And won’t do a damned thing. Continue reading An Anti-Valentine for America (#175)
About three years before I met Andy, it was A Very Bad Year for Dating. My boyfriends were:
The Cheater
Broody, Moody, Emotionally Unavailable Dude
Sometimes, you just have years like that. Continue reading Black Valentine (#115)