#AmericanWriters
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names ' from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to ...
If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lo… their clothes together in a laundromat
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…
It’s night
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
La voyageuse qui traverse les Hal… Marchait sur la pointe des pieds Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses g… Et dans le sac à main il y avait… Que seule a respiré la marraine de…
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as simple as that. I turned to say something—
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
The petals of the vagina unfold like Christofer Columbus taking off his shoes. Is there anything more beautiful than the bow of a ship