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big toe haiku
My feet are tender but not legal currency What’s a big toe worth?
Today at the Dump
THURSDAY, OCT 22, 2026 · FOUR FLIES IN ROTATION
Four recent flies
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STILL BUZZING
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the machine is sorry
The machine apologized again. Very polished. No spelling mistakes. Almost tender. It had just spent an hour doing exactly what I told it not to do. The men…
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RECENTLY LANDED
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On Taking a Risk
I met a woman while standing in line inside a dispensary She told me she carries a gun in her purse along with the cash needed to fill…
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CAUGHT IN THE ACT
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Three poems about my asshole
1. a clean bill of health the doctor told me to roll onto my side i asked if we could get to know each other first she said…
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Fake News
Her motivation was simple enough. “Why should the kids get all the presents?” a red-clad woman said as…
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Blind Date With a Poem
No title. No author. Read first; meet the culprit afterward.
the neighbors are setting off fireworks
the sky is farting national pride
only it’s like the civil war
it looks and feels like they’re firing them at each other
my cat is scared under the couch
the air tastes like sulfur
the trees are blocking any view that might be pretty
and they just keep going and going
keeping me awake
and I know they will be at it all night
till their stupid grand finale
which for me will be silence
It’s the 4th of July and I don’t feel free having to listen to your shit all night
by Daniel J. Flore III
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The First Infestation
2017—2025
75 pieces. Nine years of poetry, fiction, art, humor and other things that probably should have been supervised.
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