an open letter to Tony Stumblepine it’s fun. it’s enlightening. it’s a great connection with writers from all over the world, but a lot of your writers don’t get paid for their writing. you know who they are and where they live. alan asnen was banned. because a troll provoked him? this is on EV’s team prior to your coronation. but some one somewhere knows the reason. he mentored 150 women and…

989 followers. only 11 more until 1k. then i will go completely berserk. i’ve seen it happen. this is a plea. please unfollow me. if you are selling crypto, if you’re a bot, if you have a gazillion followers already, #unfollowannjames. preserve her last bit of sanity. merci. p.s. i…

#5 abuelita’s submissions for the ‘deluded custodians’ challenge anacita: mamá, ¿qué está pasando? stephanie: i was walking in the field, mija. (takes out her handy. ‘handy’ is swiss for cell phone) stephanie: i was playing with me phone, mija. mira. ziggy is trying to hide from the world sky ground vet anacita: ziggy would never hide from the…

#4 carrie ann: a clean slate. sitting on the deck with me toast and mornin coffee, instead of at la computadora en mi casa. there are two knotholes in the fence. i never saw them before. cannae be more than two feet off the ground. who is spying on us? anacita…

I’m Leaving Medium —Just For A Little Bit When I say a little bit, I mean maybe a week or two or three —maybe a lot longerfranktbird.medium.com Frank T Bird writes “fuck” a lot. possibly took Kristine Laco’s master class? he’s taking a break to write the great un-australian novel. we wish him good luck. it would be stupid to wish him ‘bad luck’, he’s already been going nutzo-putzo trying to make medium.coma $$ $$.

#3 r.i.p. katie. por supuesto, we pulled your body out of the compost bin and buried you in the front garden with snowy and your lava rock. we had your wake at the hookah lounge. Nathaniel Killgore didn’t even notice, cuz he never reads medium.coma. he’s dating some floozie half his age. but he’s still the best candidate for mayor calzoncillos has ever had. damn, katie, it was even better than his roast. lucy had fun. she’s sleeping it off.

#1 bury politicians alive in your own yard. — mine has too much hard pack, it’s in a flood plain and the rest is sink holes. yet, i have been doing it ever since the spring thaw. the dogs keep digging them up. medium.coma side gigs. #1 burying politicians. alive. for dead politicians, please contact Kristen Starkmedium.com #2 teach any language(s) you speak to your readers. all at the same time. throw in some martian. (just make it up — who knows…

rose of sharon en carrie ann’s back yard where she has (allegedly) buried politicians alive en sinkholes. a dogwood is in the foreground. it is wood. it is not a dog. the scene: carrie ann’s older sister (by half an hour), stephanie, has just returned from planet k50=7k5'. walking to abuelita’s home, carrie ann shares sad news with stephanie. their youngest sister, (by one hour), katie, has met the grim reaper aka, Patrick Eades.