He keeps sugar in. (the flow of
Im just a guest. (near cauterist
I hear him talking and. (limb felt blond
The letter press is curative. (I read
Im reading. (do now
I believe in his opinion. (must
Now I think Ill levitate till last. (all of dreamed
The threads are half compelling. (honest
Lately. One has thrived. (a mist incurs
I never think of better dresses. (history
Whats instinctual. (impermanent
Blood is. Traipse. (new flowers
Apart from fluted wings. (watch
Injurious. (or some
sheila e. murphy
