Started by ERIC SHARP. Last reply by Michael Johnson Aug 25, 2015. 1 Reply 2 Likes
About the time that Daddy left to fight the big warI saw my first pistol in the general storeIn the general store, when I was thirteenThought it was the finest thing I ever had seenSo l asked if I…Continue
Started by ERIC SHARP Oct 2, 2011. 0 Replies 1 Like
Lest by diminished vitality and abatedvigilance, I become food for crocodiles--for that…Continue
Started by ERIC SHARP May 3, 2011. 0 Replies 1 Like
Day is a type when visibleobjects change then puton form but the anti-typeThat thing not shadowedThe way music is formed ofcloud and fire once actuallyconcrete now accidental ashalf truth or as whole…Continue
Started by ERIC SHARP Nov 2, 2010. 0 Replies 0 Likes
She asks if she can sit on the bench & it is that kind of day in Santa Monica, slow & gentle so that when she sits, properly, like a teacher or the pudgy mother of a girl named Marilyn, in…Continue
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