Frying Pans and Crime Related Poetry (Part 1): Chicken a la Meyhem

              As I write this introduction, a good-sized chunk of the planet has been pretty much forced to eat most of their meals at home. For some members of the suburban bourgeoisie, this has led them to descend on their local state capitals, suspiciously expensive guns un hand, to loudly scream their desire to eatContinue reading “Frying Pans and Crime Related Poetry (Part 1): Chicken a la Meyhem”