Potus

Potus

Ya no verás a un solo perro mear en los parques. Triste día para la tierra. Vaya progreso. La puta que lo parió. Por puro amor a la hierba. Con la clase de sequía que nos ha caído encima. Subes por Broadway y no ves sonreír ni a un solo heladero. Se les han secado los...
Potus

Potus

The dogs are in the park no more. Their pissings stopped. It’s a sad day for the earth. That accomplishment. Fuck. For the love of grass. Drought ensues. Bowling up Broadway and the ice cream sellers ain’t smiling. Their taps are dry. I ask Karif what about milk and...
Beyond “No Kings”

Beyond “No Kings”

The following conversation between John Meehan and Paul Le Blanc took place in Dublin on Friday 20th of June 2025. It first appeared (undated) on Tomás Ó Flatharta.Com. It is now reproduced on Communis with the authorization of both Meehan and Le Blanc, in a revised...