sneered. Elevator smeared dropped pink buttercream in my hotel carpet. -Gail Menius
My best friend can’t sleepthrough screams of children long deadthat he couldn’t help.
Whir scrape, rumble whir. “What time is it, exactly?” Maintain-free living.
Save your heated bathfluffed rain churns to ice. I got dis… for you.
Powdery echoesFlashes of cold colorNew year soldier sleeps
There once was a girl named Alice,who at tea parties smoked from a phallus.Now she’s 40 years old,and, truth be told,she knows who killed JR on Dallas.