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Tonight's Poet Corner: Butts

Butts by Belinda Roddie Sometimes you have to do things your mother won't like; and sometimes, that means writing poems about butts. Butts are pretty glorious, though only one derriere in particular has caught my gay fancy. It's as if a sunrise is caught on the highest curve of it, the skin elevated into a heavenly position. And I'll touch it, though not without caution, as it's sensitive when stained in gold, but I can only be so gentle.

Today's Ten Word Tale: Blissful Ignorance

Blissful Ignorance by Belinda Roddie He thought he was a winner while amongst fellow fools.