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  1. SALMAGUNDI (OCTOBER 2026)

    When flattery’s desired among us Eschew to praise the mobile vulgus Say your mob is democratic Rather than it’s ochlocratic For freedom’s such a lovely word For what’s a mere stampeding herd And above all tame heresy That puts the crown on one – that’s ME…

  2. SALMAGUNDI (SEPTEMBER 2026)

    The internet did not reveal that the mainstream media was not the only avenue to truth about current events.

  3. SALMAGUNDI (AUGUST 2026)

    Early this year I was mad at a friend And I was also I was right But I remembered he is a friend And kept my mouth shut tight Some time passed and then some more And now we talk again For talking is what friends are for Not to defeat and win Truth stateme…

  4. SALMAGUNDI (JULY 2026)

    If other cannot stop you, and you prefer it, you can talk about your “rights.”

  5. SALMAGUNDI (JUNE 2026)

    If you put out a birdbath You’ll see such lovely birds For birds and other creatures Will come in flocks and herds If you put out no birdbath It might not be as nice You’ll have no birds but also No birdshit and no mice Some men are born to only make them…

  6. DOES NOT EQUAL

    DOES NOT EQUAL edited by Trevor Blake.

  7. Baron Munchausen’s Narrative!

  8. SALMAGUNDI (MARCH 2026)

    Long ago I was on a train ride from Seattle to Portland.

  9. SALMAGUNDI (February 2026)

    Some people that you meet Are a backwards weathervane They’re pointing not to joy But to misery and pain Wind blows on us all But we chose where we point So when an ill wind blows Don’t get all out of joint 2024-07-26 “It is not sustainable” and “oppressi…

  10. QUASIMODO VON BELVEDERE

    “Quasimodo Von Belvedere: Independent Superman of Chicago.”

  11. SALMAGUNDI (JANUARY 2026)

    That drive in me, so hard to explain The urge to help people who wish to complain They wish to complain, not to receive help To wail and to gnash, to bleat and to yelp To explain to me why they can’t help themself That drive in me, over time is diminished…