Poems from Phat Albert

I met this girl who lives on the West Coast but doesn’t think it’s the Best Coast. Too much weed and valley girl, she said.  I met this...
I met this girl who lives on the West Coast but doesn’t think it’s the Best Coast. Too much weed and valley girl, she said.  I met this...
I’ve been told misery loves company, so I guess that means social media  is the new suicide watch A ticking time bomb tumblring and ...
I told my brother about flying pigs How the entire sky is their mudpit How bits of stardust the size of bacon bits ride on their...