Here we sit silently around the table, filling our bellies with cassoulet. None of us has eaten so much warm food in several years. The Germans who occupied our town took all of our food and wine for themselves, while for months at a time we survived only on mouldy bread and dog meat. For months we lived in darkness ( Read more... )

Après presque vingt-quatre heures de voyager, je suis arrive, finalement. J’étais surprise que les Américaines ont protudes comme une grosse droigt. Les françaises ont peut-être raison. Mais ils pensent toujours qu’ils ont raisonable ( Read more... )

Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more ( Read more... )

The Grass was the Country ( Read more... )

What is Eternity but the present moment ever-renewing itself?

On the twelfth day of Christmas, ( Read more... )

Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending ( Read more... )

By Thomas Laurence Bennett-Stroud

O, where hath Beauty gone?

Wherefore does She scream so?

That bodess, divine

I hear Her voice, yet where hath She gone?

I hear Her voice, yet where does She lie?

Humanity is borne unto the World

Sin, corruption, and Death, alongside.

His roots are scarlet; they are roots of Blood

His petals are dark; they are petals of ( Read more... )

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Penis, like revenge, is a dish best served cold.  At Little Lamb Happy Family Restaurant in Flushing, Queens, penis appears to meet its ultimate fate on a meat-slicing machine, where it is transformed into about three dozen translucent discs the size of pepperoni slices.  Each one has a hole in the centre, as one might expect.  They're chewy and ( Read more... )