“I conversed with you in a dream.” Sappho’s fragment 134
"He said 'no worries,'" she said when she hung up. "I love when people say that." quaint little town, they say of us – quaint little smile, I say of her. "When you drink, i..." another plantative little contest the context ringing and you can tell that the "i" is not a proper noun. "Were you alone?" it surmounts up and climbs down the treacle gavels of sensibility this question suggests concern. and a boy who wants to have *** with me calls me kitten. His hair is brown. Two conversations at the same time: "Where I'm from, twenty a gram's a ripoff!" Standard prices. and "Princess, if you were my girl, you'd always walk funny." The ice is thin under my oxfords the murk of my conversational devices Lake bottom: vices.