as he leaned out even greener Harry was happy a worthless friggle at once blurred high poke front under my eye Harry said her own shared with Phoebe had come white hot
Bashful boy (crumples from Jeremy Siepmann)
flute, french horn, bugle the Hamburg militia he was twenty-four, she was forty-one scarcely a complaint in C-sharp minor almost bashful boy so tender
Surgical knots (flutes from Ntozake Shange)
After that day (furrows from Chimamanda Ngozi Adachie)
the queasiness and violate too old for caning glass louvers all this beauty after that day guy’s guy a food flash in front of him head to foot acerbic one so steely erosion has in Nigeria and America another used towel perfect water arcs in summer sticky with can drive at night kissing wounds a(…)
Sad sound (crimps from E.B.White)
normal fears uneasy about practically everything uncertainty of future transitoriness of life frailty of body sadness of afternoon distant challenge of love and sex far from problem of livelihood in crowd but felt lonely and removed uneasiness sober and absteminous life’s ladder sad sound of piano being tuned public television idea of excellence(…)
A moment of popular error (furrows from Alexander Dumas)
the city of the Hague was swelling was confined ruin and shame able to smile in pain at the same time crushing rit run his poor tulip ‘I have killed fifty black cocks’ neither more nor less creaking on its axles no joy remains in this world neither more nor less quite black ‘be forbearing’(…)
On the Tana River (pressed from Allan Quatermain)
from the bite of a lion at the battle of Blood River touches of kinship as surely ‘civilization fails us’ ‘where is the dog’ on the Tana River rank growth and rubbish no room for standing waterbirch right and left beautiful yellow fish moonbeams played the black bosom of the cloud timely doses(…)
Reduced to insignificance (furrows from W.Somerset Maugham)
four lira a day killed in Abyssinia they brought an action on the bright side on his arm in his fingers a frown for an instant all to the good the filthy little house irked and bored her long and elaborate but thrifty given a baronet seal dewy ponds under forest trees polo and(…)
Across the Queensboro Bridge (pinches of F.Scott Fitzgerald)
Daisy’s murmur got done at once twilight between them as for Tom single green light just twice in my life ice and mineral water gas blue with lavender beads on the edge of a great table graceless circles old sport broken sobs slow black rivulets a long duster the amputated wheel surviving the laughter felt(…)
Bitter, bitter (picked from Rudyard Kipling)
blunted this your wife’s amusements for incurables the dark world a new bad word any homeward bound steamer ‘my fire of straw’ the irksome monotony be measured a sapphire with two diamonds from off their backs east of Suez with sherry and bitters that bitter, bitter cold that nuzzling raw meat after a wet night(…)
