There’s a kettle on the shelf that’s lost its spout, / And a crack runs…
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All Gallows is past / And All Hallows is here
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Come lye and come saponin, / Come besom of ash! / Let us froth the…
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My wife and sons coërced me into drawing our family as birds.
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Last Monday evening, I commenced this fatuous weekly project in earnest, disclaiming that “I seem…
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i should like to cascade across the sunny fields of elysium there beneath the light…
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The Democratic National Convention is presently shaking the chandeliers sixty miles south-south-east of my home...
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There’s gaps in the floorboards and dull in their gleam, There’s warp in the windowpanes,…
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