METAPHYSICS
Metaphysics Reality is a nasty habit. It keeps on getting worse.Time is an addiction.A cradle and a...
Metaphysics Reality is a nasty habit. It keeps on getting worse.Time is an addiction.A cradle and a...
Mary Asked About the Water My dreams of water varyconcrete grey a scum of petroldiving downward East River...
The flowers in the marble foyer were fresh, justpicked, and arranged in a large black vase on arosewood...
That Other World when I go to sleepin that other worldI awaken boundby paralyzed linesa prisoner pacing the...
at home with her stuff — for my mother 1. the sunlies shattered on ice rain peels the paintwind strips...
First he went to Officer Quick. They were walking down Broadway. It was a hot rainy day. The raincame in...
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CHAPTER 24 OF ISLE OF DOGS: ExilesDear Sargon,I write to you from a small neglected window seatin Castelul...