I Went In With My Hands Up
“Sweet Jesus as morning the queenly women of our youth! The monumental creatures of our summer lust!” –Thomas McGrath, “Letter to an […]
“Sweet Jesus as morning the queenly women of our youth! The monumental creatures of our summer lust!” –Thomas McGrath, “Letter to an […]
Two elderly farmers rocked on the front porch,talking and scratching an old hound dog’s head.“I swanny, I’m getting so gol-derned
This is a terrific title, all your titles should be this good—like a playground with twirly and tunnel slides,
A beauty in Prague got a letterFrom a grand master, seeking his better;When she came to play chess,She slipped out
What would be best then, to go or stay,to cross the border or once again to dawdle and delay?It’s true