dedicated to j.a.c./b.c. [and also available in this form: today’sfiction ] tags: animal fiction There were damp seats with vans in the view of side front. How odd to see the vans slighted in size agains the benches that nobody … Continue reading Damp CarSeats
[and in this form, too: Backwater basics] Instead of bullets are these things supposed to stick They say thecan kill an animal, no not the bullets; And he might need surgery to recover. It’s of course the reflection image placement; … Continue reading Backwater basics; For 101617
Yell, ow cited: Dahlia. Don’t steal other people’s work: rite: the final warning. I knew you were dead; and I knew I could find you; But like you weren’t important to me; like other dead people; Why did you let … Continue reading Yell, ow cited: Dahlia.
The l-petrid flagrant. We hope for the flamboyance of rimmed risks; And hined flisks; they are contrapted into contagion; All of the lingo-istics; are the sticks of herr; And the bone is a click; Now you have the sage … Continue reading The l-petrid flagrant.
pry into the globe it’s so tiny hum and it’s so angle and instead of spinning it’s stuck stable. Flat panel is one way to sigh. in the path crevices of panel are angles too they form into twine that … Continue reading the spare lung : needed kind
brain damage; I know I can recover it; and it’s strange to know that; I guess as young as blondes are in the spools and it’s cold hut here. It reminds me of venues of dog racing; do yuo know … Continue reading Fun, NY.
this is not a child’s nursery; and tha’s nice stead; what is stead on the hundle; it’s the way you grab the mob handkerchief without grabbing it; how you’ve never stolen; the way you grab it; or how you learn … Continue reading new waltz