Grazing by Joseph S. Pete
All scut and scurry and grinding incisors, the voracious rabbit lingered around the grassy fringes...
Read MoreAll scut and scurry and grinding incisors, the voracious rabbit lingered around the grassy fringes...
Read MoreGlassy and wet water in a white dress, thrashing the “I” with a thick Ick! Right in the middle....
Read MoreI skated myself across a pond In cursive abandon and back again And was happy with the impression...
Read More1. Rethinking childhood he recalls a gruff Kind male teacher in shop class Instructing the boys...
Read MoreThese little cities Were tough and strong, Pious and independent. Mostly they made parts And...
Read MoreMesmerize me with hypnotic eyes, and still I know your ten thousand lies. Lovely demon, hands of...
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