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I saw limes twisted and sucked dry, void of juicelying loose, tying the noose, the end of the dripall roly… Read more.
Drawing blank French bread on a typical Thursday after a harsh rainstorm. Sometimes I feel empty. Sometimes I feel as… Read more.
I was in Los Angeles again I could tell by the sky That dome-like bubble The smog Making the world… Read more.
It was somewhere between Q-Town and the LA basin of all that glitters and orange grove cathedrals that there came… Read more.
Glenda began to cry. “You don’t throw a burrito at someone who loves you.” Read more.
“That Capitalism is a prison for most of us. Everyone should have access to the same basic necessities of life…… Read more.