I wasn’t counting. I was feeding you on the sofa in the dark, I was rereading the directions on a box of fish sticks. I was down the hall...

Heavy over the fence, I felt them first the cloying white flowers of three furious beauties-- heady and seductive, otherwise complicating...

It was time to hurry up to finish and begin except she was done for, done and I never even started. Needs & needs & needs milky breast,...

Change comes in July a hot wind wanting routed by devout purpose carrying on savagely until in the night your heart goes roaming do not...