She wears no shoes; her toughened toes are somewhere between pink and blue. Her face is a square of uncooked meat, a butchered slab, features melted together in the centre.
She wears no shoes; her toughened toes are somewhere between pink and blue. Her face is a square of uncooked meat, a butchered slab, features melted together in the centre.
Gentlemen prefer blonde — Crystals/ Like that bitch in Dynasty/ Fake and cheap, it doesn't matter/ Honey sometimes; lemon always/ I will make you pucker up/ Marvelous upon the finger/ Mansfield
Bon evening, gents, ladies, and willkommen to Benton Center’s Summer Reading Series! Because we’re ecstatic to have you. I’m ecstatic to have you!
I keep thinking of him./ Simon was my wife’s cat,/ around long before me,/ and mean as a snake./ He pissed on the couch/ and stared at you with/ diseased greenish eyes
Why use this/ fork, why not to revolt, why carefully/ bump noun verb noun sans adjective, why/ wear a red flower, why to stay inside/ unless carrying an umbrella,/ why the sand must be wet.
We don't see Witching Hour/ stalking us at the hot dog stand on Twenty-Third/ in that silver sequin dress/ everyone needs
you're a beaten ghost man/ you're hundred year old toast/ poked by a Nursing home British Brigadier/ man
invisible reins her neck/ jerked/ her lashes brittle feathered/ wilted/ dropped/ under hope/ chest nails particles/ of skin
If a writer tells you that reading isn’t an essential component of writing, spit in his face and run swiftly away. Do not, under any situation, read his work.