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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

The American context, then, is an educational void. The vice-president has basically just said that Americans don't know shit.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

"Your death doesn't matter unless I meant to kill you" is quite a take but also holds logically with how humans are being treated as well. The killing is meant, and the loss matters.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

congrats and well deserved! hope the process is positive and interesting.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

"Food, medicine, and other Communist stuff" would be an excellent album name.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

"If they can punish him, they can punish any of us" has been a procedural directive for elected leaders, rather than a corrective nightmare.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

At the end of the day, I still had room in my eyes for the confetti of zinnias & happenstance of goldfinches (to them not happenstance but zinnias). I had space for more of your laughter, your little tales; you had gone to sleep. On my last day I'll have space. You go, collect my joys left over.

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50_Shades_Of_Pedro_Pascal @reginaphalange1234.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

Propagation They cut me from home certain I would wither there— instead, I took root. Funny what survives when given a little dirt of its own. ~ cmj #mpprompt #poetryprompt #writingcommunity

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 30/08/2026

Eyes slicing left, a whisper under the breath. Dear one, what's that look mean? "Nothing," you say. "It's not important." I'll believe you. But I also believe you.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

Well--my first thought was, "how wonderful if we all drew cartoons of each other's absurdist dreams & walked around with them in our pockets to share at need"--then, "i'm foolish & naive, it could go horribly wrong"--then, "but see, this person shared a delightful whale image & I smiled." Et voila.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

Reading this, I feel less alone.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

Seems like a good time to re-read The Monkey Wrench Gang.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

Madame Bovary. I'm older now, and stronger, and could throw that ending at the wall so much harder.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 22/08/2026

My neighbor watches a sleepy gardener every dewy morning between the raised beds, plucking a tomato here, a cucumber there. The weeds in the ambitious native plantings grow higher, thicker. Every day, my neighbor judges not, and balances her emptied coffee cup on today's pile of unwashed dishes.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

Software users do not care how awesome your software is; they care about getting their tasks done.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 13/08/2026

Home is blue: a particular blue, often called baby blue. It is my sister's eyes matching her hospital sheets and my father's eyes vacantly matching my sister's. I do not wear the color of home or eat from its dishes. Home eats me alive. It's no longer work not to go home. Many other blues exist.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 12/08/2026

That's how I have always felt from the first time I heard them.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

In short-- to hell with your glasses. And may you lose enough money to recover the kind of humanity I fully enjoy.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

I do not need to pay anyone to explore my own one human life. I do not need your product to be human. It would make my life worse. I do not want to feed the leeches that would enslave my time, not free it. I do not need you to complicate my life for me and call it simplifying.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

Though I must battle & resist those who would have it otherwise, I have strong privacy & security standards for my life. I trust myself to handle all my personal content. No one can pry into my mind without my permission. I am perfectly free to be present in the moment with the people I care about.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

(I do not believe anyone means to free up the time workers must spend making money for their companies. I do not believe anyone means to free up the time we all must use dealing with substandard products, corrupt government, and sub-functional services.)

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

I already deeply enjoy these attempts to improve my own life. To me, this is what being contented as a human being is. I hope never to be freed from the pleasure of living a full, flawed human life, not to my last breath. Becoming a rounded, happy, loving human is the only accomplishment.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

Including healthful sleep and simple daydreaming and futzing around, I work 24/7 on my own behalf to improve my relationships, health, career, finances, home management, hobbies, and more.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

It is my greatest pleasure in life to work on becoming my own exceptionally capable personal agent that understands me, my goals, and everything I care about.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 07/08/2026

I let my teenage self run free in the basement of my heart. Vinyl stacks, drum kit, tap shoes, mini fridge, 42nd Street, Muppet, New Order posters. Sometimes when it's rainy, we sit down there together crosslegged on the white fake fur rug and believe in each other's dreams.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 28/07/2026

My mother's heart wobbles-- not too often, she says. The doctor doesn't seem worried. At 91, she who learned young not to let her heart wobble for love or children or beauty, not visibly, not vulnerably, has turned herself into one big wobbly heart. How? Why now? do I feel her life beating.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 25/07/2026

Some days my ego sports a big sign that others see & I don't. Attention: Oversized load. Please be patient! Student driver. Hazardous materials. Other days, when my ego naps, my id shucks its clothes and loops the truck stop asphalt whooping ecstatic, making better memories for everybody.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 18/07/2026

😉 your post about the relative occurrence of receiving flowers popped up in my feed yesterday. I felt that. Thought I would give you some. Really do love your poems. Happy birthday.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 18/07/2026

Reams of tulips, froths of fritillaries, dainty quinine pebbles, acres of sunflowers, wild blue chicory festooning the roadside: all rooting and rioting from you, poet! On this your 51st, thank you. No bloom so sweet like coming home into the heart of your poem, flying out fat, fuzzy with pollen.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 09/07/2026

Would this be more honorable with an arrow, a club? Today again I looked into two dumb liquid eyes out of hundreds on the cold rock spit, and I leveled, braced, fired. My children too hunger. Men raising the price of grain will buy a pelt, for reasons less believable the more they are explained.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 21/06/2026

Hello, stars, my happy erasure: first legs & hands, then voice; next my name, my ancient past roaring with billions of my kind, their stories; gone the tread & trodden, waves of sound & reflection, until the hand bigger than you, O stars, sweeps my crumbs into the dark, where they sparkle, sparkle.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 20/06/2026

Also, this thread is a public service to humanity. I feel so connected right now.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 20/06/2026

Not exactly a spill, but once I boiled a pan of eggs dry and they exploded in egg spackle all over a popcorn ceiling.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 12/06/2026

Freedom is the work of owning my one life. If I must take from you your thought, your courage, your time without generous pay, your safety, learning, land, health, your private, blazing being, then I am not free. When you sell me relief from owning my life, I hear your manacles jingling.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 31/05/2026

Instead now, I beg you, break my trifling rules: put the milk in the fridge with a sip left; roll the fitted sheet pellmell in the drawer; with food in your mouth excitedly tell me your day-- only talk to me, smile at me, touch me as you walk by, forgive me the fear chiseled into your face.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 29/05/2026

Poetry is the rhyme of one human heart with another. Go, find your heart, and tell me it was easy.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 28/05/2026

You have given me an earworm in my mouth.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 24/05/2026

looks like ya gotta click to see the whole poem. I'll get the hang of this someday i swear.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 07/05/2026

Poetry is easy. A few seconds of eye contact, it's in your lap with its fingers in your waistband. It wants you bad. Poetry's not tame, nor ownable, nor lately tested for permanent communicable change, but lord is it fun and easy.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 03/05/2026

So you're running for office? If you don't see your mission as establishing democratic norms, furthering a common civic abundance, and upholding a system of laws based on fundamental respect for every single human, then god, Jed. I don't even want to know you.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 01/05/2026

and we could hear them on the porch. Dancing, our parents said, was wrong. I hope she danced.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 01/05/2026

to a gravel lane that led to the river, all the freedom we whined to be released to, nothing so precious as pestering her, hanging on her, touching her, hearing her yell, knowing she didn't loathe us. She turned her records all the way up

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 01/05/2026

we'd pound the doors and windows and try to pick the locks with a stick, our backs to the sunny day and lush yards and billowy trees and the basketball goal and the badminton net and the kickball and the neighbor's fishing pond and the two lane asphalt road that led

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 01/05/2026

Lockout When Joyce--and it wasn't her choice to be five years older than the next-- had her last nerve shaved to a nub she'd lock us both out of the house;

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 18/04/2026

You never could sing. All I hoped for was just one child who could carry a tune. Bless your heart, it wasn't you. You're just like me.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 08/04/2026

Why would anyone think that bloodyhirsty liars would honor any agreement?

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Let's make it normal to have people over when the house isn't perfectly clean. Dust on some of the furniture, cooking smells, cat hair in the baseboard corners. Let's coin a word for the friends who don't care about your perfect cleaning and never report on it to others. Let's be that friend.

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bakasparo @bakasparo.bsky.social · 04/04/2026

Damn the man. Save the Empire.

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