Cloysterd in These Living Walls of Jet
Manerly Margery Mylk and Ale Ay, beshrewe yow! Be my fay This wanton clarkis be nyse allway. Avent, avent, my popagay! “What, will ye do nothing but play”...
Read MoreManerly Margery Mylk and Ale Ay, beshrewe yow! Be my fay This wanton clarkis be nyse allway. Avent, avent, my popagay! “What, will ye do nothing but play”...
Read MoreCHAPTER ELEVEN Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â On the way home I drank a half gallon of warm tonic water and twisted through the dial in search of something besides cooking...
Read MoreLang Po and its descendents are the poetic equivalent of the Progressive, Jazz/Rock fusion music of the 1970’s. They are the Emerson Lake and Palmer of the poetry...
Read MoreCHAPTER TEN Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Despite vigorous protest I left Linda a C note to pay my part of the check and drove uptown to twist Clara Turback’s arm. For...
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