Thursday, November 12, 2009





    "Quebrith Lost, Quebrith Regained"

hareiously sane
crusting yegg

with dollop lug tsunami
fly as fail into meagry sculsh travelogue

mustard ask stigma find indigo
igneous lyre berth


"If we were dog food, they would take us off the shelf."


Olga: Revolutionary and Martyr.

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