the immune female zoo.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
THE SWANS AND THE BASKETS ON THE GROUND
Friday, August 22, 2008
PROTECTION
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
IM TRAVEL WITH DIANA
Monday, August 18, 2008
UP TO HER DEATH AT THE AGE OF 83
our music is so loud we no longer exist.
when we wake up we speak in french.
we lay
in a big square minded bed.
all together.
you, me, them, and him over there.
Im young with long black hair.
our eyes make the color of the wine we drank last night.
our neighbors hate us.
I just think their jealous because we make love.
LOUD we have brave intoxicated lungs.
LOUD our orgasms of intoxicated sound.
the female zoo
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
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