Author of "I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me"

My bites are riddles for you to read
Take what you can, shop what you need
Like a farmer I’m planting these secret seeds
I’m a nanny, you’re a toddler I’m tasked to feed

See I like my art superficial and deep
Ready for dismissal or forever for keeps
Bookmark this ditty, in the future, you’ll reap
The rewards of these monsters slowly will creep


Photo by Ricardo IV Tamayo

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