Through a seemingly endless vanilla blizzard, I somehow see Spring. Girls show their belly buttons and flowers Spring into bloom.
I wanted to Go there. Day and night I begged, Cajoled, and finagled, Banged upon doors That never opened. Eventually… Read more Not Meant To Be
I have many vices, character defects, and weaknesses in general, each of which is like a mad, enraged animal, which… Read more The Perfect Gentleman