#AmericanWriters
little ladies than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à
who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this and truly i would…
hist whist little ghostthings tip-toe twinkle-toe little twitchy
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the bed is not very big a sufficient pillow shoveling her small manure-shaped head one sheet on which distinctly wags at times the weary twig
OVER silent waters day descending night ascending floods the gentle glory of the sun… In a golden greeting
why did you go little fourpaws? you forgot to shut your big eyes. where did you go?
i thank You God for most this ama… day:for the leaping greenly spirit… and a blue true dream of sky; and… which is natural which is infinite… (i who have died am alive again to…
being twelve who hast merely gonorrhea Oldeyed
it is funny, you will be dead some… By you the mouth hair eyes,and i m… the unique and nervously obscene need;it’s funny. They will all be… knead of lustfulhunched deeplytopl…
your little voice Over the wires… and i felt suddenly dizzy With the jostling and shoutin…
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience,your eyes have thei… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
(one!) the wisti-twisti barber -pole is climbing people high,up-in tenements talk.in sawdust Voices
I like my body when it is with you… body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it… i like its hows. i like to feel t…
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience, your eyes have the… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…