Inkwell: Authors and Artists

    
ads or ta-
  

    
marinds, de-shelled and tossed over the hairy backs of mu-
  

    
seum security gu-
  

    
rus, those who study the fine art of break-
  

    
dancing down the halls of museums at night, after they are closed to
the public. H-
  

    
-illary Clinton can be seen there occasionally, without makeup and
walking her d-
  

    
emocratic supporters back from the cliff. "All is not lost," she in-
  

    
tones, "though it's true that some shit does seem to be missing".
This re-
  

    
assessment is essential if we are going to survive the incoming ad-
  

    
vance of doom and gloom in this nation and on this planet.  And I
have not even mentioned the reason for all of this pessimism and
fear--namely, the election of Do-
  

    
Not-Even-Say-the-Name to the highest office in the land, with great res-
  

    
traint--that I have not even mentioned it, I mean. But let's change
the subject, because solstice has come and gone, and each day is
getting l-
  

    
it up. 

The new underground spent weeks knitting, plotting. Then raging 
and rejoicing in a bloom of shared power before taking that ne-
  

    
wtonian physics class at the local community college, the one
offered by that new pro-
  

    
life (but really anti-womens'-rights to the point of misogyny)
Republican former gubernatorial candidate who was now pretending to
be pro-ch-
  

    
inese food (if it's not too spicy) because he wanted to impress his
int-
  

    
erviewer with his knowledge of various cuisines and there is no bet-
  

    
ween times or equivocation when it comes to sussing out the best,
all-around, agreed-upon standards when judging var-
  

    
mints. How did we ever get to this place? It's easy to lose tr-
  

    
action when you're wearing socks and the floor has been polished to a f-
  

    
lash of incandescent li-
  

    
cked travertine. Clementine's favorite stone. (Remember Clementine?)

   Now even her own memories seemed like just another gaslighting
dis-
  

    
play by this bloated narcissist who somehow bamboozled the lower cl-
  

    
andestine libertarians to align with cynical teabag party op-   
  

    
portunists to create an unholy alliance that could spell doom for the e-