I have been reading Anna Karenina and, in my opinion no one is better at fleshing out characters like Tolstoy.
The Best Part
2026 by Michael Walker
The best part of summer
Was jumping over a sprinkler
Tied to a green hose
In our backyard
And the best part of that
Was a little rainbow
The spray would make
A little rainbow
Seeded there
Among the lilac bushes
And the dog turds
We got to jump
Over and over
Somewhere over the rainbow
Little leprechauns...
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Jack Lalanne
copyright 2026 by Michael Walker
Jack Lalanne is here
The man
Who can pull boats around
With his teeth
And you're supposed to say
How big and strong
That is
Bigger and
Stronger
Than the harbor
And you're supposed to say
How handsome you look Jack
In your ribbed trunks
All lotioned up
Your cock
About to pop out
And you're supposed to...
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Having Donald Trump as president is like hiring an eight-year old to be a nuclear physicist. In his first term there were career politicians and generals who put the brakes on his stupider and baser instincts. Not this time around. And because of that we are all pretty much fucked here in the US.
nebula:
Unfortunate that the consequences of Trump’s admin have spread well beyond the US :( I’m afraid we’ll be recovering from this, globally, for a long time….
When did I die and go to hell?
To A Republican
Michael Walker (copyright 2026)
Go ahead
Call me
An angry purple-haired viewer
Because I want
Truth and
Transparency
Because I want you to do
The things
You were sworn
To do…
Go ahead
Call me
Angry-haired purple viewer
If it suits you
Because I don’t want
Illegal wars
And emoluments
Floating islands
That in the poor world
Would not
Exist…
Go ahead...
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amorous:
🫶🏻
henrythevamp:
@amorous Thanks
Don't be a drag. You know how you flip me.
Artemis 2 got back safely to earth. One piece of good news in this nonstop shit show.
Yesterday, soooo many bunnies. Lol
An Old Man’s Story
copyright 2026 by Michael Walker
I write a page a day
In this simple story
I don’t know
What the ending is
I just
Write forward.
I used to write
In a fever dream
Like St. Paul
Blinded on the road
Now I squint
At street signs
And just
Write Forward.
I don’t know
What the ending is
It may take...
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