Fragment
The fragment of everyone's life
poetry
This Longing
I'll take care of sex during the day
Because death is random
Because death is random, it needs mythology:
Flittermouse
No mere moon-skittering gothic
Prologue
I jusr hope we get lost and soon.
blue moon over forever
Three weeks in Okalla prison, Chairman Mao proud
How the Dog
is dog white. How he opens himself up
The Sparrow Child
Like any child, my boy seems now,
A Bankruptcy
This was nothing like Joe Pesci
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