get up johnhere comes dawn and nothing rosy ( Read more... )

La larga postración lo ha acostumbrado
A anticipar la muerte. Le daria
Miedo salir al clamoroso dia
Y andar entre los hombres. Derribado,
Enrique Heine piensa en aquel rio,
El tiempo, que lo aleja lentamente
De esa larga penumbra y del doliente
Destine de ser hombre y ser judio.
Piensa en las delicadas melodias
Cuyo instromento fue, pero bien sabe
Que el ( Read more... )

Chris left. The paints peeling.

Fred Had Watched a Lot of Kung Fu Episodes

so when the policeman asked
to see his driver's license, he said,
Does the wind need permission

from the hedgehog to blow?which resulted in a search of the car ( Read more... )

Frontier Bride
E. Della Lana

I swallow my sighs
& dive into such pure realms
as snow to search the
opaque skies, bleak prairies
for clues to your heavy absence.

Luna Fugate was blue as a bruise. Held captive by an effervescent orb that quivered when she sneezed, and shortened the breath when breached.

Or was it soft, odorless skin? Did it behave the same way in the hay?

The lantern swept wildly around the barn as the wind quaked the rafters; caught me crouching over the blue girl with fired ( Read more... )

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ALL WATCHED OVER BY MACHINES OF LOVING GRACEI like to think (and ( Read more... )

Though I'm generally optimistic as far as the next quarter is concerned, the thought of going back to live in that filthy little dorm room makes me a bit nauseous. But at least I've got plenty of money and a new job making burritos in a street cart with my friend Phil ( Read more... )