It's time you learn the power & history of Gold
Margaret Cavendish set the world ablaze, provided a description for the new.
An empress of society, an English aristocrat.
Neither born nor bred,
No garden of her own,
A posy up, freshly blown at that.
Assaulted and pursued, an epistle for heroes.
She moved outside the parameters of inquiry to an inland empire.
It’s nameless and plagued by uninterrupted rain,
But here she lives with bashful confidence.
And here is where she saves her love.
A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]
I’m no ragdoll, but this could snowball. Maybe it’s just protocol, but its ethanol. I think we got off to a bad start. A morning depart, perhaps a forewarning. You say not to take it to heart. A mad sound you call fine art. It is a slow crawl, I recall the frequency. At […]
I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]
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