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| writing, and the space between black and white., guzman, donna holgate, gary gilbert, movies, band buddy icons, armando riesco, uigui.com, list of films, scott walker (ix), weblog, robert j. steinmiller jr., iran, tommylasorda, | she couldn't see me it was then I tore my hands on the rocks and filled my eyes with sand and blood swearing never to let her see me lust she began to lust grow wild: defiling herself on dung heaps defying me to stop her challenging my clumsy hands we waited, crouched in a field of corn until she came running through lust her long hair brushing the stalks forward with the strength of the wind we waited for the sun to make her ready my hands held her by the shoulders I kissed the raisins where her eyes were T H O S E O T H E R S We have always like those others the ways they move birds holding the air for dear life fish screwing the water for dear life animals sniffing the earth for dear life it's all so simple we say how they take what is there or each other how they know who to take who will take them but what's the tune they dance to? |
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| wise, and in having them instructed for their new condition in the duties of morality which may make them good neighbors, and the space between black and white. good fathers or mothers, husbands or wives, and in their duties as citizens, teaching them to and the space between black and white. be defenders of their liberty and country and of the good order and the space between black and white. of society and in whatsoever may make them happy and useful, and I make the said Thomas Jefferson my executor of this." -- the jet vanishes over the horizon as its smoke crumbles drifts into streaky cirrus high above the running orange light over the deepened blue and the breeze. T H E S T A L K S A N D T H E S T R E N G T H O F T H E W I N D There was nothing I could do to save her she was so fragile to have kissed her then the thought of her body crumbling at the lightest touch of my fingertips made me keep my distance so I followed: she waited for me in trees while I hid behind hedges when she moved into open country I stayed in the mountains never losing sight of her except when she entered water I always knew the spot where she would come up for air shaking her head and smiling at me though |
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