What color is your arrow? Mine is
green.
I’m the nail & you’re the nurse
'primary mobile', 'menu_class' => 'nav-menu' ) )
What color is your arrow? Mine is
green.
I’m the nail & you’re the nurse
No! The realities keep off out rear,
And front ads in the shops
with irrupting,
Hey!
Everybody knows
women’s lips
are a metaphor
for the labia. Some women
After the light and the disarrayed feeling
distraught, distracting, distracted, sought
What she did, she grew to create herself. In the end, it was like a forest. Only the wood-keep was gone.
choose equal weights: berries and sugar
a someone with influence. likely to judge
twelve hours of maceration: skim and boil
So now you know places in the Universe exist
where a million years elapse
as a second passes
simultaneously for us
and vice versa.
They were beside me,
they sat in black taffeta, in veils, leather chaps,
felt hats, lace. “Closer” they call, “closer.”
I spend the day
lamenting & shaking,
quite sad, wasted
for the entire human potential.
recited the Lord’s prayer and was hired
to the town to take the pledge
to the honky tonk to take exception
1 Boxes of meaning.
20 Little books about fire.
3
Kim’s drawing:
“Mask” in bed–“I don’t want
dad to know I’m afraid of
anything.”