A poetic post to herald the arrival of lab grown meat (chicken to be precise, but it’s all rock ‘n’ roll to me); even if it is in the U.S., where an ingredient from foam exercise mats is allowed in bread, Kinder eggs are banned due to the threat they pose to children, and guns are legal with high school shootings common, etc. Continue reading
poem
It’s Like Christmas
Nothing says Christmas like the pointless waste-of-money present that no one asked for or ever could possibly want. Nothing says Christmas until getting a gift from good old Father Tat.
Believers
Thoughts on our ever impending demise.
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Medical Mystery
An eight word medical mystery in poetic form. The question is, can you figure it out? Continue reading
No Animals
Thoughts on animals and the film industry via the medium of poetry.
What Can I Say?
What can I say about people who care about the size of their butt; can I say what I mean on that or any occasion?
Lifecycle
Introspective thoughts from a grey rain-threatening afternoon. With thanks to Loc Dang for use of the header image (uncropped version available in link). Continue reading
Fiction Friction
Thoughts on friends’ poor choice of viewing (not that there’s an abundance of choice despite all the channels). With thanks to Christiano Sinisterra for use of the image. Continue reading
This Country
Thoughts on the leadership of this country that it can be said with absolute confidence would be likewise true of anywhere in the world. My thanks to Tom Jeffs for use of the header image (alt text; Larry the Cat sits outside the door of Number 10 Downing Street).
Animal Lover
Poetry without comment beyond thanks to Wolfgang Hasslemann for use of the header image.
N. P. Ryan 