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June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

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Sonnets From Other Lives: Seattle Solstice

As these things do, it started with a dare,
a group of friends & too much alcohol.
So next weekend is the Fremont Fair
wouldn’t it be awesome if we all
rode nekkid on our bikes in the parade?
At that point it seemed like cool idea.
Later though—I don’t know, I’m afraid
of being recognized & that could be a
awkward if my students see their teacher’s
naked butt ride by—Mom that’s Ms. Fagen!
The solution—they wore masks. Their party featured
orcs & other monsters (Nixon, Regan)
as they rode the whole parade bare assed & bold,
but this being Seattle—FUCKING COLD!
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