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Dalton Day
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Hey, the common loon called. Yeah, it was hauntingly beautiful
July 31, 2025 at 9:44 PM
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Good mail day.
December 23, 2024 at 9:35 PM
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Ladybug shadow.
December 23, 2024 at 3:51 PM
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novel in 12 lines. Nannette Reese Was My Name Back Then.
comment on a picture of a howard johnson’s breakfast menu from the 70s: I worked at Howard johnsons for 5 1/2 years. I just graduated from high school at 17. it was a great place to work on Market Street. Boardman Ohio. food was great. the best. All you could eat flounder on Wednesdays and all you could eat filled of sole on Friday Coffee brandy ice cream and Indian pudding. Food was so good! I miss those days. I am 76 now and wish i could go back for a day or two when life was simpler and food was good! the high scholl kids after friday night football used to come and surrounf me and sing Baby Face to me. oh the memories. Nannette Reese was my name back then.
December 14, 2024 at 3:00 PM
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December 21, 2024 at 5:17 PM
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Frog.
December 15, 2024 at 4:51 PM
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#poem
December 14, 2024 at 2:07 PM
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December 1, 2024 at 2:18 PM
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happy Thanksgiving from this all-timer by Noelle Kocot
THE SUPER-MEADOW Now we have reached the super-meadow. The long fat cows graze in the cool, tall grass. The meadow is for their pleasure, not ours. We like to go there when the day is thick As soup, and we glean wild honey From the hallowed ground. Super-meadow, You are my friend, and I will always Have a special place for you at Thanksgiving. You will never be alone, And you will never have to fight the fight Of living, where the rest of the world Will go by, combing its hair, Sprinkling trails of entropy On your weedless, wedless grass.
November 28, 2024 at 4:11 PM
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slate @PleaseBeGneiss [before google] me: hey do you know if birds dream? stranger: nope me: ok
November 26, 2024 at 6:17 AM
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getting shot in the stomach and immediately stumbling towards my medicine cabinet to chug a bottle of pepto bismol
November 4, 2024 at 7:10 AM
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Jordan Windholz (@jwindholz.bsky.social)
November 25, 2024 at 3:41 PM
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November 24, 2024 at 2:03 PM
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O to be jewel toned and think of nothing other than poo poo
November 16, 2024 at 5:12 PM
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logging in
November 15, 2024 at 2:08 PM