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the life and times of Medusa

Max on the max

Your Next New Dying Black Swan

For the Years of Dancing (Dance Hall Days Gone)

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel



Someone Burned The Trees

Crowded Out

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

I Feel Fine(r)

Try To Have A Good Night

Better To Bend Than Be Broken (CHANGE)

A Promise Is

Something More...

STRAIGHT FROM MY TILT-A-WORLD (legal copyright Melissa A Howells 6/13/2018 10:01am PST time/date stamped)

Les Animaux

Ghost Fox

A Little Bad Romance

I See A World

Where None Should Grow

Live And Let Live

I'm An Old Bad Dog Barking At The Rain

I wonder......

Romance For The Unrefined Mind...

Imperfect

Dog Lives Are Shorter

Now Is My Season

The Metaphor That Keeps On Giving...

Hunger (Whose Is It?)

Live Your Life The Best You Can Within Your Own Follicles

In Simpatico

Not Mine

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I wonder......


I wonder
how apartments
ever came to be called complexes

the people who live
where I live
are anything but complex

most of them
hang-out like laundry
that ought to have been brought in days before
loitering near the smoke shack

my Midwestern upbringing informs me that
smoke shacks are for sausages
and not for people
however if you look just a wee bit closer
you will most likely notice
most of my neighbors are
slowly coming out of their casings

they're yesterdays' news
the hit parade with mostly near misses
and b-sides.


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Melissa A Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title
Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World
2:50pm PST April 7/2018





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