Between the Pages of One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez
Warning: I am in a very very good mood as I write this. Which means that the tone of this "review" is affected by the very very good…
Warning: I am in a very very good mood as I write this. Which means that the tone of this "review" is affected by the very very good…
The moving sun-shapes on the spray, The sparkles where the brook was flowing, Pink faces, plightings, moonlit May,
I went to La Maison d'Art in Harlem for the Sugar Hill Market. I was. early and spent some time outside, just looking about. Then I thought I…
Some of the documents that came today Were fastened with beautiful staples The color of dayflowers For me who had known not
Up is blue clouds are waves birds swim under