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BEYOND DANDY
ALL OF MY POETRY AND THE BEST OF MY STORIES
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
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jim dandy
I live in Belfast, Maine. Life is weird and so am I. Deal with it. My primary word site is now on Live Journal. You can get there from here! My photo's go on Mondo Dandy, and I have other sites as well. Check my links, and be good to each other!
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2011
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April
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February
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zig zag [stunt poem]
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2008
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April
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Return of the Son of the Grass from the Past
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February
(1)
Looking Forward
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January
(2)
into the void
sky
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2007
(18)
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September
(1)
Faerymore Shore
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August
(3)
Department of Youth
another day (n.e. day pt.2)
n. e. day
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July
(2)
Shady Rest Motel
It's A Shame About Ray
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June
(3)
stunt poet
bondage
coffee
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May
(1)
Deborahdeborah
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April
(5)
Requiem
Kerouac and Me
Hopelessly Emphatically Romantic
assonantal ejaculation
Burn
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March
(1)
Another Damn Poem?
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February
(2)
PROSODY
Vincent
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2006
(2)
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October
(1)
The Tree Verses Me
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June
(1)
Peep Show
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2005
(19)
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November
(1)
Afraid
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October
(4)
New Math
The Succubus
Creeping Death
Slugish
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September
(2)
Pussy
The Mirror
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August
(1)
WONDERFUL
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July
(1)
Nothings Shocking
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June
(4)
Spiders From Mars
SPORE
The Nothing
Blood Sucking Freaks
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May
(2)
Sunspot Baby
Rainy Day Dream Away
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April
(1)
Night of the Feeders
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March
(1)
Soul Sacrifice
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February
(1)
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme
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January
(1)
Time Machine
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2004
(6)
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December
(1)
Why Be Normal
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November
(3)
DEAD HEAD
That One Thing
Fatso Pussycat, Kill Kill
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August
(2)
I, MONSTER
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