December 2011
17 posts
chud-tini
In the neighborhood of infinity →
They crossed before the sun and vanished one by one and reappeared again and they were black in the sun and they rode out of that vanished sea like burnt phantoms with the legs of the animals kicking up the spume that was not real and they were lost in the sun and lost in the lake and they shimmered and slurred together and separated again and they augmented by planes in lurid avatars and began to...
Fête galante
Cordelia: Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave my heart into my mouth
Lear: Let it be so; thy truth then, be thy dower
the eights they ate him
win soda
the play is indeed the thing
fill it up from back to front
November 2011
8 posts
Many instances of the 4
jewlin sands
WatchEuclidean outhouse
you’reaboros
O.R.C.A.S.
saltoxygen.tumblr.com
