SUCH SCAVENGERS

http://tim-barrus.format.com/ your eyelids and your dick such scavengers/ the amputated/// among the wars, the street in the rain at dinner tonight, three bags of potato chips// and a bottle of Bombay Gin for the four of us/ the backseat of this car is choked in used rubbers with the kum…

I LOVE YOUR SHEETS BUTCHER WHISKEY’S ON FIRE

Margaret Renkl is the best writer in America. She nails the South to the wall. I had sworn off the New York Times. Enough. Enough. Enough. I have never read a newspaper where book critics stalk you. Personally. If this book critic guy keeps it up, he’s going to regret…

WHO PUT THOSE IDEAS IN YOUR HEAD, BLONDIE

WE JUMPED UP AND DOWN IN THE ANCIENT AMPHITHEATER WE RAN IN CIRCLES SCREAMING FUUUUUUUUCK AND WE LAUGHED AND LAUGHED TYBALT INTO BANISHMENT AND TRAGEDY ITSELF HAS NO VOICE AND EVERY MALE WE PASSED ON OUR WAY TO THE BEACH STARED AT YOU HARD

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