The larger ones you could crawl inside. And in some you'd be shaken and flown. Always at first the blindness of it would scare you. Later no. Later you would feel in yourself how there was not a thing you could do.
Wherever I go is wherever I go is wherever I go is wherever.
Would you like to know what I have in this box? Stop blinking! Yes or no.
So then he came to our school. Just before lunch. Our teacher was going to give us to him, I saw. My sister said, Shh.
An interesting subject, I would agree. But you might want to think about kissing me now.
I woke up nervous and lifted my head. I heard something hum in the walls. The glowing red lines of the digital clock were blinking in sudden Chinese.
Scott Garson's American Gymnopédies will be out early next year from WWP.